Cinderella has a cold. I let her stay home from church on Sunday, but told her she could not miss any school, so must rest and get better. Buck up and take it like a (wo)man. On Monday morning, she got up early to shower and begged me to take her to the doctor at the QuickClinic. "Please," she said, "It won't take very long, and I just don't think I can face gym class feeling this dizzy and with my ears hurting this much."
I figured she was serious. I begrudgingly took her to the doctor, and said, "Can you check her ears? She says they hurt, but I think she's fine. She needs some Sudafed and Tylenol, and a big glass of orange juice." The doctor looked in her ears and said, "Um, ouch! Really bad."
Whoops.
She stayed home from school yesterday and nursed her double ear infection. I nursed my failing Mother's Intuition.
This morning, she felt a lot better. At least I felt that she seemed like she felt a lot better. She felt well enough to tease her sister, whine about lunch options, and complain about boring Science classes. So, she's back to normal.
I think.
She's probably got pneumonia. :/
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