Sometimes things unexpectedly work out! Mike and Rose were at the cabin for four days (MEA weekend), which means that we didn't do laundry on our regular schedule. As a result, Rose was running dangerously low on clothing by mid-week, including having totally run out of pants. Apparently she was uninterested in wearing a dress (with leggings) on Wednesday, so Mike dressed her in a pair of horrid pink plaid flannel pajama bottoms, which she paired with a blank-and-gold ruffly shirt. I try to avoid making any comments about her clothing choices that aren't complimentary, so I kept my mouth shut that morning. Imagine my surprise when we showed up at "school" and all the teachers told her what a GREAT combo she had on... and then I realized it was "wacky Wednesday." Ah, we couldn't have created a better wacky Wednesday outfit if we had tried! :)
Impetigo:
As I mentioned, Mike and Rose were at the cabin last week. When they got home on Sunday afternoon, I saw that the skin around Rose's mouth was covered with a rash! I immediately jumped into "protective mommy mode" and asked Mike what he did to our daughter. (Sorry, Mike!) He and I brainstormed for awhile what it might be: allergy to a new food? Irritation from drooling? Allergy to a new detergent? Insect bites? Eczema? Gangrene? Leprosy?? Necrotizing fasciitis??? (No, we don't catastrophize at all. Really.)
We turned to "doctor google" and quickly learned that google image searching for anything rash-like is not a good idea. Don't do it on a full stomach.
Anyway, it seemed to look a little better by evening (and she said it didn't itch at all), so we sent her to school on Monday and asked her teachers to keep an eye on it. On Monday night it looked better in some areas, but we started to question whether it might be spreading. We sent her to school again on Tuesday, hoping that it would just go away. Well, Tuesday afternoon I got a call from school stating that she wouldn't be able to come back until after we got a doctor's note clearing her. Wah-waaah.
Mike did a great job of getting her the first available appointment at the doctor's office, but it would have required one of us taking a half day. So instead I took her to urgent care. A couple hours later we had a diagnosis of "mild impetigo" (don't google it!) and a prescription for a topical antibiotic. Whew! So happy it was nothing more serious, but also hopeful that neither Mike nor I contract it from her.
I'm SO thankful that she's not nearly as sick any more as she was in the first year or two of life, but I sure will be glad when we're done experiencing all these random illnesses of childhood!
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| I refused to photo-document the impetigo! |



