I finally went to the Urgent Care last night and guess what?! I have a cold. A really bad cold. Evidently, I must be some sort of hypochondriac, because what kind of idiot goes into the Urgent Care for a cold?
Oh well, the $10 co-pay was worth it because I got a prescription for Robitussin with codeine and this little gem -
I showed this letter to Erik and he just laughed, "Being a Mom isn't like a real job." I know, Erik, oh, how I know.
I'm feeling a lot better today, probably because of the six hours of television I let the kids watch yesterday while I laid on the couch [wow, it looks even worse when I write it out]. To get over my guilt, I decided to take the kids to the beach this morning.
Being at the beach today made me sad that we didn't do more fun things while we were in San Diego this week. Oh well, till the next time.