One week gone
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A week ago, I was pleased for the weekend to be over. Last night my wife and I drew a virtual line in the sand at the end of the subsequent week, which was only marginally better, by finally going out for that dinner we had planned at The Cannery.
You see, after my youngest daughter had to get five stitches in the back of her head last Sunday, she stayed home from school. Just as she was feeling better, her sister developed a fever, and soon enough, I had a cold too—in addition to the antibiotics I was already taking for a previous infection.
Everyone was finally getting back to normal when we took our youngest to have her stitches removed yesterday, except that our family doctor couldn't actually get them out, causing a general emotional meltdown for the little one, and a headache for my wife. Fortunately, the doctor at the children's clinic had better luck, although we had to wait an hour.
My parents took the kids overnight, and so the late dinner my wife and I had Saturday night was especially delicious. This week, we start fresh again, and things will be better, I'm sure.