Rough Weekend

Dayna's had a tough weekend. On Friday night, Buddy, the sweet boxer at daycare, had to be put down. We broke the news to her on Saturday night. As much as we had tried to prepare her that "Buddy is very sick, and God might be calling him to heaven soon", she's really struggled with this whole concept. She actually took the news pretty well, but you can tell she's been ruminating on all of this throughout the weekend.

Then, she ended up with another one of her classic bug bites that reacts in ways that no normal bite should react. The back of her left leg has a spot of big and little blisters. Pretty gross looking. At Sunday School, two doctors and two nurses looked at it, then deemed it not wise for Dayna to go into class in case it was a rash. My gut said to give her some Benadryl and it would get better, but the doctors both suggested we take Dayna to get it seen that day. Dayna was heartbroken to not get to see her friends at Sunday School. Then, our dilemma was that Dan & I were serving in children's ministries second hour. I had to teach (Dayna's class) and Dan was the production/sound guy. Dayna got to stay with her daddy, and as soon as that was over, they ran to Urgent Care. An hour later, when my class was over, a friend dropped me off. When all was said and done, we spent 2 1/2 hours at Urgent Care. That's a long time with a hungry, sleepy mommy (I mean four-year-old.) And that doctor couldn't really tell us what was going on, either. So...we gave up a good portion of the day to be told to rub some cream on it and give her Benadryl.

Why didn't I think of that? Oh wait...I did.

Hope you get better soon, Sweetheart!