You know when you walk in the the pediatrician's office and the woman at the reception desk asks you, "Which one is it this time." Really she is refering to 2 of my 3 children. Charlotte has escaped the mulitple visits to the doctor's office as she has been healthy for the most part.
As I wiped Xander's hands after breakfast today, I noticed that he had a rash on the palm of his hand. Looking at it I thought, "that is not normal." I glanced at the clock and it was exactly 8:00am. Good. I can call the doctor's office and be the first one to talk to a nurse. After I talked with the nurse, and I spotted a patch of rash on the sole of his foot, she suggested it was Hand, Foot and Mouth Virus. I stupidly (ok not a word, but it works) made an appointment with the doctor only to confirm that is what he had, and that it would have to run it's course with no treatment. Fabulous. I just spent $20.00 to confirm what the nurse had told me because I did not ask the right question, like can it be treated? I not only wasted money but time dragging 3 kids to the doctor's. My girls never had HFM, so I didn't know what to expect. It is times like these that I feel like a first time mom.