OUR 1ST (& hopefully only) TRIP TO THE ER

I had to take Chase to the ER today. Don't worry, he's ok. We went there more because of lack of options rather than acutally emergency. (I'm not a fan of the free health care idea, by the way. I don't think any of us army wives are, because this is what we, more often than not, are subjected to.) Anyways, his cheek all of a sudden started swelling on his left side. He had been complaining about "owies" the day before, but we thought it was just a canker sore. Poor little guy. Turns out he somehow developed a viral infection in his parodic gland. Though it was a little scary for a while, it turned out not to be as serious as the nurses made it out to be. He should get better soon. He's so sad when he hurts. He was such a good boy, though. Through all of the waiting & waiting (& waiting & waiting) he was SO good- just reading his books & playing with his toys (it's times like these when my 50 lb. diaper bag comes to the rescue). I bought him a Thomas the Train at the end of the long day, & all was good again. Cute little sad, swollen cheeks.