Well my weekend was long yet short. Saturday, we hung out at home all day, it rained and rained. On Sunday, I got up and we went to mass. Father Brennan gave a great homily. He talked about his trip to Ireland as a child. After mass, Alejandro had catechism class, which he LOVES. I dropped him off there, and came home and cleaned up a bit because we spent most of Saturday watching movies. Then I picked Alex up from class, and we headed out to Alcalde to Jessica's confirmation party. We ate, and hung out for a while. Alejandro, had been complaining of a headache most of Saturday. At Jessica's, he just sprawled out on the couch and said, "I don't feel good." We came home and Eddie cooked a KILLER tenderloin (he is the KING of the grill in these parts). Alex was feeling better and played outside. He came in for dinner, and couldnt eat, he said his head was hurting again. I put him to bed, and he slept till the next morning, upon which he woke again with a headache.
Off to the doctor with you boy! I got there, and they diagnosed him with migranes, which are hereditary, I have them and so does my sister in law. Come to find out I get them from my dad. Well, while at the doctors office, Vanessa starts to cry. Now, I have Dr. Kleiner check her out too. She had a urine screening done. I got a call from the dr. yesterday. He said they are going to run her urine again for the 3rd time today because the first 2 tests showed a sign of bacteria, which would make her borderline UTI. The test today will show if she should take amoxicillin or another type of antibiotic. Depending on the type of bacteria, because should it show up again as the less common one, she will need a stronger medication because it is harder to fight off with just amoxicillin.
She is a girly-girl who insists on using all these little smellies (perfumes and bubble baths) so I know more or less why she has gotten this little infection. No more bubble baths for awhile little missy!!!
Heavenly Father, up above, Lord of all creation, please let this be something minor, and not something serious.
