The little girl woke up with very red cheeks so of course I went online to determine possible causes. She seemed normal, just very red cheeks, but called Ed to see if he happened to have an appointment. With Dad in the hospital I wanted to know exactly what it was so I knew what she exposed him to. (As an aside, I cringe at the thought of hospitals and all the germs circulating there. We were extra cautious there, making sure everyone used the handy hand-sanitizer bottles when we arrived and when we left. Still, it's unnerving.)
Thankfully Ed had one early appointment and we took soon after I called. After a bit of a wait Ed showed up and determined it was Fifth Disease. Nothing you can do for it except treat any accompanying fever (very slight) and stay away from hospitals for 10 days.
Great. Poor Dad is in the hospital (who knows how long at this point), his only joy is to see his grand kids and now we can't go???
So I broke the news and of course he was understanding, but it was pretty brutal on top of all this.
So we kept in contact via phone, a few calls a day, asking what procedures he had, what he's been eating, what the docs said. Somewhere I have notes to compile. And concerned for the financial aspect I also asked if they knew when he'd get discharged. Of course we want him to get the care he needs, and as much as he needs it, but it is scary thinking about the accumulation of the bills.
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