Home away from home

Today was the beginning of a long weekend from work. True to her normal form, Mia felt this would be the perfect time for her to get sick...again. I'm not quite certain how she knows the weekend is upon us, but it never fails. This is her second consecutive weekend spent in the Urgent Care center. That is not the kind of streak we are hoping for around here. This time the little girl had a fever that progressively was getting worse despite any medication we gave her. We decided Urgent Care at 7p.m. was quite a bit better than the Emergency Room at midnight. Urgent Care wasn't THAT bad save a minute or two where I thought I was going to have to pull Meggan off the front desk girls for skipping us in line twice. Her "mother bear" instincts were coming out in force on that one. After another fever spike, barfing all over a doctor, and a few chest x-rays, we left with some antibiotics, a crying baby, and a negative test for pneumonia. All told, the night wasn't as bad as it could have been. With a little luck Amelia will get a good night's sleep and feel much better in the morning. Otherwise, we might just go visit our home away from home - the doctor's office.