Sick Again

On Saturday, Dustin and I went with Tyrell, JaNell, Derek and Claire to take some family pictures. Dustin fell into a dead Russian Thistle bush, and although I had to pick a bunch of slivers out of his hands/arms/clothes, I didn't think much of it. On Sunday morning he woke-up with a decent fever and pimply/blister-like spots mostly on his left hand. On Monday morning I took him to the doctor. They diagnosed him with Hand, Foot and Mouth disease. He was completely miserable almost the entire week. The busiest little boy in the world just wanted to be held and sleep, and even when we were holding him, he fussed and was uncomfortable. On Thursday, he finally started feeling a little better, but on Friday morning, when his fever went away, he got a rash all over his trunk (front and back). I called the doctor Friday night and was then informed that he probably had Roseola, not Hand, Foot and Mouth. Although I know they're not perfect, I feel quite frustrated with Dustin's doctor(s). On the upside, Dustin is back to his old ways - making messes, running amok, and thoroughly wearing me out.

Hello?

Dustin has been saying "hello" on the phone for a while, but today, he put it up to his ear and had several conversations with the phone.

The Subway

JaNell, Tyrell, Kearney and I hiked the Subway in Zion.
Dustin starting climbing onto the couch/grey bin in our bedroom.

Sweatness

I got to watch a chest tube procedure in the ER tonight. Very, very cool! I almost got to watch the same patient get intibated, but there were too many nurses and EMTs in the room...and they closed the curtain too; bummer.