It’s not the chicken pox, but now Jane’s running a fever.
I got the most depressing news of all at the doctor’s office, and after it hits the papers (soon sadly) I’ll share it with you.
Anyhow, it’s either a rash from virus or a reaction to the Azithromycin that I took this weekend. Either way, my stomach looks revolting… and not just because I’ve had kids.
Cross your fingers that Alexander doesn’t get it too.