Back at home...

Berkeley called yesterday morning saying he thinks he broke his finger. I thought it looked a little strange and so asked him to walk down and show Marie. She diagnosed it as infected, cleaned him up and told him what to watch for I.e. Throbbing, pain in the arm, red line...


Ten minutes later he was back with a red line. So she spends all day taking my son to the Pediatrician. They gave him an oral antibiotic and said don't let that line grow.



That line grew.
After consulting with Grandpa (technology is such a blessing...and so is Grandpa) Berkeley and Marie spent the night at the hospital getting IV antibiotics. (According to Berkeley it was administered at the rate of one drop every ten minutes)



We have so much to be thankful for...again. Modern medicine, priesthood blessings and those worthy to administer, owls, Grandpa, fuzzy hugs, and best friends who will sit up with your child in the ER until 3:30 am! I can't ever say thanks enough!


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