Miss R's yucky bug is still with us, so we're seeing the doctor. Based on her symptoms and history, I'm guessing tonsillitis, but I'm not the one with the medical degree.
Silver lining: we've discovered the magic of chicken broth from a bouillon cube. It's all she's eaten for the last 24 hours. But it tastes good and feels okay on her poor throat, and it's such a quick and easy thing to make.
In other crappy health news: my mom texted this morning that Brother B had a heart attack last night. He's going to be okay. He had an artery block that has already been treated, and he'll stay in the hospital for another day or two. Scary stuff, but we feel very fortunate that he was in Richland and not traveling somewhere when it happened. It's a good wake up call for all of us.
This evening: Hubby had soccer practice and I watched Twilight with Diesel.
