Gleek, our five-year-old, has been running a fever now for three days. Sandra ran her down to InstaCare when it opened this morning, and just returned to tell me that they’re now going down to Utah Valley Memorial Hospital to check Gleek for appendicitis. Apparently between the blood work and urinalysis, they’ve been able to conclude that she DOES have some sort of internal infection, and the cramp she has in her side is Not A Good Sign.
I’m sure Sandra will provide us with a full run-down when she returns. Right now I’m in that hopeful/fearful fog. I’ve got three kids to tend to here at home while Momma Bear chases the apes (or ape-ndicitises) away from one of the cubs.
That’s the wrong metaphor. Poppa bear doesn’t tend kids. He roams freely, and in a pinch will eat them. THIS Poppa bear ate eggs for breakfast (someone ELSE’s children when you get right down to it.) Regardless, here I am, waiting.