Soccer Night, and a Crazy Week

The disadvantage of being the coach, is that you can't skip a game when your kid is sick.

Ros came down with a fever on her birthday, Saturday, and has been down with a horrid cough ever since. We were all hoping she'd be good enough to at least hang out on the sidelines while the Sweetie did the player rotations, but her fever spiked at dinner and she just lost it. So I coached solo, though fortunately with the help of one of the other dads.

On the positive side, we actually won! 3 - 1! We were pretty well matched with the other team (which was coached by Ros' coach from last year) but we managed to get past their goalie a few times more. Yay!

The Sweetie has been home with Ros the last two days, so I'm taking over tomorrow. And taking her for visit number two to her doctor, since the "oh, I'm sure she'll be fine in a few days" we got on Monday clearly isn't working.

Oh. My.

Just got back from an afternoon of playing doctor-x-rays-doctor-pharmacy.

The official word is...Rosalind has pneumonia. Yikes!

Fortunately it's mild, her energy is still pretty good, and she's on a massive dose of penicillin, so that's good. And her doctor says we can still go on the camping trip we planned for the weekend.

And now I shall do the "working at home" I'd had planned for the afternoon.

Oh. My. The Sequel

Yesterday I was saying "Ros is coughing so hard she almost throws up" a lot.

Today you can take the "almost" out of that sentence.

Can it be tomorrow yet?