Boo's sad saga of illness continues.  On Friday night a rash appeared on his right arm.  Itchy raised bumps, some filled with fluid.  The poor boy was quite unhappy with the itch.  By Saturday morning it was on the palm of his hand.  Some of you are folk with medical backgrounds.  How many rashes show up on the palms?  Not too many.  This prompted a call to the hospital for a visit with the on-call doctor.

We went in, and were seen and closely examined for all the symptoms of other things that affect the palms of the hands, and came home with a diagnosis of a "zoster-type" rash.  He was immunized for chickenpox, and this doesn't look like chickenpox.  It does look like shingles, although it is not presenting as shingles normally does.  Fortunately for him, he is not (at this point anyway) experiencing the pain that often accompanies shingles, but he does itch.  He is being a very good boy, and is not scratching.  I am so proud of him.

Other than the rash and a stuffy nose, he is behaving much like a well child.  He did all his schoolwork today and played well.  The only other thing I am noticing is that by dinner time, he looks tired.

We have missed church for two weeks now.  I have enjoyed sermons from the internet, mostly from pastors in our own denomination.  But I have also missed the fellowship of being in our own congregation.  I hope that Boo will be well enough to go next Sunday.  The downside of the life of a pastor's wife is that you don't get to trade off going to services when the children are ill.

Other than that bit of excitement, life has gone on much as normal.  We had a full day of school today.  I also cooked a chicken to make broth, made leek soup, and biscuits, and fortunately for me, had leftovers for lunch.  I'm doing something different for the rest of the week, and that is attempting to do our main meal at supper time--hoping that reduces some of the morning stress.  More likely it will just move the stress to the afternoon, but we'll see how it goes.  Cooking is just not my favorite thing to do on a daily basis.  And actually, Belle did most of the biscuit-making today.  They turned out lovely and light!