But alas, I have three little pus pockets in the downstairs playroom as we speak. Spreading their pus and good will too all men.
I took them all to the pediatrician this afternoon and it was unanimous: Strep Throat. But at least I got out of the waiting room with some cool medical supplies. I am as clepto about medical supplies as I am office supplies. What is wrong with me??? Nothing makes my skirt fly up like gauze and post it notes.
But now, my head is hurting and I am hot and I feel grumpy. I am going back for some