No, I did not abandon my blog. I was just jet lagged from our trip, and then I became a nurse, involuntarily.
My husband caught this nasty something with fever. Still, he went to work. But, of course, his manager sent him home. So now he has had his first sick day from work, ever. What is this thing about work and not being able to stay home even if you are sick. Is it a competition or some kind of sport? I do not understand it. Can someone please explain. Preferably someone who is just like this. Ask your husband I hear you say. Well, I do not really know if he falls into this category, but it definitely triggered my thoughts on the subject. Fever reducers and water coming up.
What is worse is that my youngest daughter caught this nasty, contagious infection in her eczema on her arm. And the wound does not want to heal. On Friday, we are seeing the doctor for the third time.
So a lot of administering of antibiotics, pads, creams, and bandages, and screaming. I am kind of scared the neighbors will call the police when they hear Irene screaming her heart out when I wash her wound.
So anyone who needs to have a bandage around their arm, please call me. I am now a nurse, somewhat trained, although without certification.
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