Pull your head out, silly ostrich....
Sydney, always one to complain of sickness complained that her glands were swollen. I take news of this with a grain of salt. My husband, trained as a medic in the Air Force, looked at her and noticed the glands in the back of her neck were swollen. This is not your typical place for swelling, so something is amiss. No! It's not what you might be thinking. I take her to the doctor and we get the diagnosis that she has mono. This is not too tragic and frankly I was a tiny bit relieved. She plays lacrosse and because it's a contact sport of sorts she has been "benched" for fall ball. This translates in to no driving to practices every day for mom and games in random places. Sydney slept all weekend. On Tuesday she returns to school to try to make it through the day.
I sit at work, at this point, on the phone when I see a call coming through from one of the kids' school numbers. Oh no, I panic that we have sent her back too early and she has fainted at school. At this point, the ostrich in me, ever the Pollyanna, thinks we've hit our lows...it can only go up from here. I was not prepared for what came next.
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