This morning CootieGirl woke up with a swollen eye, and Denis admitted that he wiped some schmutz our of her eye yesterday. Yes, ladies and gents, pink eye is back in our house.
CootieBoy is at daycare, and CootieGirl is home with Daddy again (who is not very happy about not being able to work two days in a row). The pediatrician opens his doors in about 15 minutes and Denis plans on taking CootieGirl over for some ointment in about an hour.
In other news, I’ve got a major migraine going this morning, folks. Combine equal parts sleeping poorly last night, miserable weather, a leaking roof, pink eye and a really hectic week at work in a giant tumbler and then throw that tumbler at point blank range into my skull and that’s where the migraine blooms.
Update at 12:39 p.m.: Busiest day ever at work. I’m going insane. Also, Denis just called from the pediatrician’s office. Not only does CootieGirl have pink eye, but so does Denis. :weeping:
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