Itchy itchy, scratchy scratcy

Last night, Sidney piled into my lap. As I looked down at her face, I noticed two raised bumps on both eyelids. Her beautiful eyes had hives on both sides. We assume Amoxicillin, started on Thursday for a cold, is the source. As I looked at her tummy three more bumps were revealed. A minute later I looked back to find her scratching her forehead. Sidney has a tendency to scratch anyway. This is an orphanage related behavior which surfaces from time to time, but it was nice to know there was a legitimate reason. 

One call to the on call doctor, and we have taken her off the medicine until Monday. Of course, they were more than willing to tell me the convenient care is open on Saturday. We will not be visiting the cesspool (I mean clinic) today. We think it will resolve itself as she is acting a bit more like herself, and continuing to eat and sleep well. Luckily, our doctor will take care of anything we need over the phone on Monday. I will brag again about living in a rural place. During the initial appointment, I called to get into the doctor at 9:20am, and we were sitting in the room waiting by 10am. I might be missing the great food we had in Chicago, even after a decade of living back in a smaller place, but convenient living makes it worth the sacrifice.

This weekend is full of the normal weekend activities we enjoy free of other commitments. A Saturday to linger with my cup, ok cups, of coffee, with my laptop and construct a cake. I use the word construct, because our Boy Scout pack holds a fund raising cake auction each year. This means each scout makes a cake based on a theme in a few categories. This year is 100 years of scouting and the categories are camping, badges/patches, and miscellaneous. This year’s might top the treasure chest I made two years ago, constructed entirely of cake. It wasn’t pretty, but it is amazing to me that $10 in supplies could generate $80 in profit for the pack. Before starting this project, I will need a scoop shovel to clean my house. Mom and Dad were both sick this week.

Yes, my good health did not avoid all the germs floating around our home. I was in denial on Thursday, thinking I might get a light. Everyone around me was alternately blowing noses and hacking. Lovely! Fortunately, Mom keeps plugging along.

OK, off to find my scoop shovel and cleaning supplies.