Well, this past week has been interesting to say the least. On Wedensday, Luke's daycare called us to say that he had a 102 temp and that he had to go home. I was on my way home to go run around the neighborhood so that worked out. I took the booger to the Quickcare place close to our house. He had pneumonia and we went to the ER. LUCKILY his O2 levels were good, so we were sent home with a satchel full of meds with the promise that we would see the doc in the morning. Deal! So we went and he was happy, if not a bit wheezy/coughy. Yes, I just made up a word. Deal with it. The clinic had two pulse/oxygen monitors, one was broken and the other was all over the place. The doc was a wuss and kept us waiting for over an hour trying to figure out if she was going to send us to the hospital. The nurses were fighting for us not to go since Luke was happy and hyper. She sent us home finally and we had to come back the next day. That evening, Melissa asked me to rub her back so she could pop it. It seems to be getting tighter as she gets close to her due date. So she cracks the ever living crap out it and is satisfied. Sometime that night she whacks me in the arm to wake me up. Her back is killing her and she goes to the ER. I stay at home so Luke can sleep. She calls me 2 hours later to come get her, they are giving her a shot and Claire is fine. So that works out. The next morning, Melissa can barely move because of her back but she has to take Luke to the doc. She again fights with the doc to send us home and wins. Both times she told the doc that we can go home peacefully, or the doc can try to send us to the hospital and have a major scene on her hands. In case you didn't know, my wife is part Honey Badger, just saying. Any-hoo, so that was our week. And I'm the only two legged person in my house that hasn't gone to the ER! Hell, even the dogs went to the vet for shots, so there you go. If this post is a bit choppy, it's because I typed it out on our iPad. Not too bad either!