It's been a long week. I'm not sure why. It just felt like Friday a couple of days ago.
After the nosebleeds last week, and the assurance that Twinkle most likely doesn't have childhood leukemia, this week brought an ear infection. When I picked her up from school on Tuesday, she said, "Mom, my ear hurts really bad." The first thought that went through my head was, "So, no swimming lesson today?"
It became abundantly clear on the 10 minute drive to take her friend home that swimming or any other activity was way out of the picture. Twinkle is a generally happy and upbeat child. One who doesn't know how to stop. Anything. As my dad says, she's going 100 miles an hour or asleep. Those are her two settings.
We dropped off the friend and headed for the doctor's office. I was nice enough to call and say that I would be there in five minutes and would happily wait until they could work us in. Twinkle walked into the waiting room and immediately lay down on the bench seat. When we saw the doctor only 10 minutes later, Twinkle said she'd rather sit on mom's lap than on the exam table - another sure sign that she was not herself.
We came home, played some Star Wars and she zonked on the couch at 7. The next day, she was feeling fine. It was a big day at school and she insisted on going. I took her and talked to her teacher about everything. She convinced Twinkle to stay until noon then go home and rest so she could come back to open house that night.
Yesterday and today, she's her chipper, 100 mile an hour self. She never had a fever with any of it, which is the only reason I let her go anywhere near school on Wednesday.
Hopefully, this weekend she will get a little bit of extra rest and fully recover.
This afternoon she has another swimming lesson. Hopefully we'll be going to this one.