We began our Christmas Eve morning a little before 8:00 with Tate coming down the stairs, making this horrible sound in his throat. I jokingly asked if he was pretending to be a tiger and he said, "No, my throat hurts." Uh oh. Now most days, this wouldn't bother me so much... He had just woken up, his nose is always a little stuffy because of allergies, etc. But two days ago Brad went to the doctor for a sore throat and found out he had strep.
So we decided that taking Tate to the doctor would probably be the best thing to do especially with tomorrow being Christmas and everything being closed. His regular pediatrician was already closed today, so we took him to an urgent care place instead. He was quite the trooper - he absolutely HATES when a doctor has to swab his throat - probably more than he hates shots. He was soooo worried about it... But when the inevitable happened and the PA asked him to open wide, he did exactly what she asked and after a little gag she got what she needed. Normally we have to hold him down for them to do this, but he was a little champ today!
Needless to say, the results came back positive for strep... like father, like son, right? He's actually been in a great mood all day, considering. I'm just thankful we took him in... maybe we got it before it got too bad. My hope is that tomorrow he'll be feeling just fine and can enjoy his Christmas.
As we were leaving the doctor's office, it was beginning to rain. And within an hour or so, the rain was turning to snow. Now, this is Texas, y'all. We don't do snow here!!! So I was VERY surprised to find that by this afternoon, it was actually sticking! Yep, we're having ourselves a White Christmas! Can you believe it?!
Love to y'all,Tracy
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