Kajsa got the diagnosis yesterday.
No, it’s not the spend Christmas in the PICU
variety this time. But hearing the word
sure did make my skin crawl. So now we
have the lovely ramifications of a round of antibiotics. Bleh!
Chris and I have the creeping crud, as well. But being non-immunocompromised adults, we
should simply have a rough week ahead of us.
Ironically, I spent hours today waiting for a phone
interview with a woman to renew our medical insurance. When I eventually called the department to
find out the reason for the delay, it turned out that our case was being
shuffled around to any available employee.
Why? Well, because
our case worker had gone home suddenly because she has the same darn cough.