I talked to my friend Sabrina today (finally, it had been far too long), and she told me about her daughter's febrile seizure. What a relief that it's nothing serious, but in the moment that sounds terrifying. To watch anyone have a seizure would be scary, but your own child? I can't imagine.
Anyway, the point is, it got me thinking about our family health. We are all really quite healthy. OK, I guess I have a heart condition, and that is kind of a big deal, but when I'm not pregnant it's entirely manageable, and nobody is terribly concerned about it. But Clark? The man hasn't been to a doctor more than once in our 7 years of marriage. And that was for infertility stuff. (It wasn't him! TMI?) I've taken Julia to the doctor for a sick visit all of twice. And both times it was good that I took her in (once when she was a few weeks old, once when it was possible she had strep), but it turned out she just had a cold. She has never been on antibiotics. Ella has gone in once (because she had no appetite), and they gave her some antibiotics for a possible UTI, but in the end she didn't have one.
Sure, we have all had colds and coughs, we get sick from time to time, but when all is said and done? We are healthy folk. And today I'm quite grateful for that.
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