Healing....

Well, Molly did have her tubes in on Tuesday morning. She is doing great. It was a little crazy (think exorcism!) when she was waking up from the anesthesia but other than that, everything went great. She came home, took a morning nap, and woke up happier than she's been in a long while. She was running around, laughing and playing like nothing ever happened. I'd do it again in a heartbeat if she needed it. Jack on the other hand boggles me sometimes. He woke up Sunday with pink eye and then started running a 102 fever that lasted until yesterday (Thursday). I took him back to the doctor where they swabbed his throat and drew blood (the big boy way). I was so proud of him. He didn't cry for either procedure. He's my tough little guy. Anyway, the tests came back negative so we have no explanation for his fever except that he's got another virus of some sort. I was thinking the worst of course because no one else was getting sick and that worries me. He's still camped out on the couch and his eyes are still red (they switched his eye drops). We are just waiting it out at this point and hoping he is feeling better soon. The kid really can't afford to not eat for a week you know?