YOU are the lucky winner of another trip to the pharmacy to pick up a jumbo bottle of antibiotics!
That's what I was waiting to hear when the doctor called this morning. Even a simple "You were right, she does have strep" would have sufficed. Instead, I was in the middle of baking the birthday treats for her class. After keeping her home the obligatory 24 hours, I reluctantly sent her back to school today, because, without a fever what reason did I have to keep her from enjoying the parties going on at school on the last day before Christmas vacation? Now I would be showing up with treats, and delivering the news that she wouldn't get to stay and enjoy them with her friends. (See those cute festive fingernails all decked-out for the occasion?) Twice now, I have insisted that I KNOW when my children have strep, and twice I have been turned away, only to be called back and told "we just looked at this little culture here and were very surprised to find that it had turned up positive for strep!" Imagine that. I am practicing patience and forgiveness. And I am still grateful for antibiotics.