Oh What Fun...

Results of my check-up are currently very much a mixed bag. I have a bunch of follow-up appointments to schedule and get the necessary results to either rule things in, or out (thyroid,;a full work up on 'the girls' because of 'lumpy bumpies'; and a follow up on a 'bump' in my lower abdomen for starters).

Salamander came home severely hypoglycemic (somebody forgot to make sure he had his afternoon snack..GRRRRRR.. The kiddo has only been hypoglycemic for what, 8+ years? You'd think that the importance of 'eating something every 2.5 - 3 hours' would have sunk in by now?). Yup, acetone breath and a bad migraine, followed by projectile vomiting all over the bathroom and the kitchen. Oh joy.. I had kind of blanked out how much fun it is to clean up 'acetone' puke.

Shortly after dinner time, Potatey's cough turned into this wet, soppy, croupy, "I am hacking up a lung" cough, so he's been having a terrible time going to sleep. He's asleep now, but no guarantees that he'll stay asleep.

Salamander at bed time still had a headache and was still feeling a bit nauseous. And he was doing his OCD/anxiety 'going over all the fire hazards in the house' thing.

To top off 'the fun', I found a note in Salamander's backpack informing me that head lice are making the rounds in school again...

So my day that started with three big loads of peed in laundry, is going to end with one big load of pukey laundry.

Sure brings back memories of the 'old' days (well, maybe not so old)...

TMI? Too bad...