I can't say my wonderful, wonderful, wonderful husband had a wonderful birthday today. We spent the day at two Urgent Care Centers in VA, a super Walmart, and sitting in traffic on the way home from VA. Not such a spectacular day.
Ellie's blister popped and then proceeded to get infected--really infected. Last night when we removed her shoe, it was swollen and red--we put some ointment and a band aid on it--but it was too late. Saturday morning it looked like the infection was going up her foot--time to visit the local urgent care--which isn't so local when you are in Culpeper, VA.
So at 10am, we hit the Urgent Care in Locust Grove, VA which was booked till 4pm then drove 10 more miles to Fredricksburg, VA where we were admitted without much wait. An oral prescription was prescribed and we were on our way to the local Wally world for socks, loose fitting shoes, nonstick bandage pads, paper tape, vinegar (for the foot soak), a bribe book (which we promised Ellie if she would stop screaming the doc office)--and a cooler and some ice to keep the "Keep refrigerated" prescription cold.
See--this isn't turning out to be the best 36th birthday for the boy is it? He HATES shopping with me at Walmart and Target. I do think that is one of his least favorite things to do with me.
After we made it home, we did get Thai food and I did buy him a Carvel cake with those yummy black crunchies--maybe that made his birthday a smidge better.
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