The night that Daddy came home Izzy was bitten by an itty bitty 'ole mosquito on her temple.
The next day her eye looked like this. That joker did a number on my baby's head, huh?!?!
Monday morning I took her to the Dr. just to make sure her eye was okay and we weren't going to have to change her name to Quasimodo deal with nerve issues down the road in her little eye.
Good thing we visited with our Pediatrician and had her check us all out because at that very moment, Chris {the vacationing Movie Man} was entering into the beginning stages of the FLU back at home!
Yes, just as soon as Single Motherhood had ended, it picked back up again. We quarantined Daddy in our master bedroom while I exiled myself to the couch for three nights. Finally, last night I pretty much didn't care if I would get the flu, palsy, eczema, I DIDN'T CARE! I needed to sleep in MY bed, on MY pillow, under MY covers.But man, I've never seen my husband sleep as much as he has this week. I swear he's slept 23 out of 24 hours each day. It really took a lot out of him. Now he's on the mend, heading back to work tomorrow. Pray for his strength and stamina.
As for the rest of the house, we're doing fine. No flu for us. Only a few coughs and colds. Nothing that a little trip to the zoo in this gorgeous fall weather won't cure.
More pics later....
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