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.