The plan includes evaluating how bad things are. And of course it has to have a 'red zone' at which point I would call 911. There's no saying we'll ever hit this point, but the fact that it even has to be discussed just sucks!
Taking two boys to the doctor is a bit of a bummer, mainly because of all the waiting... We waited to be called back, we waited for the doctor, we waited for our number to be called at the pharmacy, then waited (and waited, and waited) for our prescriptions to be filled. We were there for 2 hours this morning, but fortunately (or unfortunately...?) I've spent enough time at the docs to know how to pack for survival. And when all else fails, the camera becomes a toy. :)













