The dreaded doctor...

In the past 3 weeks, Connor has either gone to the doctor's or stayed at home to fend off a fever. This week was no different.

This past weekend, I went to my parents house to help organize their basement while Steve and Connor had some father and son time. When I called on Sat., Steve told me that Connor now has red bumps on his face. It has moved. It's now in two places. Wonderful.

So- on Monday, I called the doctor to get Connor in to see him. Steve took him at 1:30 and we found out he has a staph infection. What a surprise. He's had this so called "staph infection" since June. The words mean nothing to us. What is surprising is that they finally did a swab in his nose. I was glad that they just didn't give us some more medication and send us on our way. We get to find out the results tomorrow or Thursday and then go from there.

Luckily, Connor seems to not be affected by it and is still laughing and having the time of his life.

I ended up having to buy Valentine's Day cards and paper plates for his party on Thursday. I don't understand the point of having an 18 month old pass around V- Day cards but hey who am I?