So our friends the Hoppels have come down with the Chickenpox.
The boys have not been immunized because I think it's silly to immunize them for something as benign as the Chickenpox. Their immune systems have enough to deal with.
They were at the Hoppels house on Friday...
OK, scratch that, so to speak.
While I was writing that bit of the post, Paul managed to stick a very small Lego up his nose.
John yelled from the other room, "Mom, Paul just stuck something up his nose!" Paul was wailing and I tried to get him to tell me what it was. I told him to blow his nose and that didn't budge it. I know better than to mess with anything stuck in any part of a body, so I called the doctor, who told me that no, they don't do that, get him to the ER. UGH! So I told the boys to get ready to go and then, as I was driving out of the driveway it occurred to me that the more people we took the ER, the better chance we had of bringing home something nastier than the Chickenpox. The only person I could call that wouldn't be concerned about the boys' possibly incubating Chickenpox, was Paula, whose kids already have them! So I dropped John and Brendan off at the Hoppels and took Paul to the ER. After sitting around for a couple of hours on a VERY busy Monday, we were finally seen by a wonderful young lady doc. She took a pair of very LONG tweezers and handily removed a bright blue Lego piece from Paul's nostril. He was very happy that it was over and he didn't have to wait anymore to see how much it was going to hurt. It didn't really.
And, since the boys spent a couple of hours at Chickenpox Central, we will be watching for that as well.
I guess God decided for us. There will be updates.
