So I decided to rest a while. A yell from The Husband made me abandon the stupid idea. Rest and I are not on friendly terms lately. So I ran down to see Tara all wobbly, and The Husband in panic mode. Her fever had skyrocketed despite the Neurofen and she said her head hurt badly.
It's also the weekend. Why? why? why? Not because I had some decadent weekend planned, but because finding doctors on the weekend is not easy. The Husband decided to take her to hospital by some divine luck, a doctor appeared right away to check Tara and instantly put her on antibiotics. I don't know whether to be happy that she's on antibiotics or annoyed that it took this long again.
I should be resting....really.
It's also the weekend. Why? why? why? Not because I had some decadent weekend planned, but because finding doctors on the weekend is not easy. The Husband decided to take her to hospital by some divine luck, a doctor appeared right away to check Tara and instantly put her on antibiotics. I don't know whether to be happy that she's on antibiotics or annoyed that it took this long again.
I should be resting....really.
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