Gross

It conjures up really nasty things in my mind, but now i totally understand why they call it "hand-foot-mouth." Bode's been complaining of a sore throat since Friday (when i picked him up from school on Weds i was told hand-foot-mouth was going around). I didn't think much of his sore throat. Didn't look too bad to me. He complained all through the weekend and came to our bed this morning crying. So i decided to take him in to the dr to rule out strep. When the doctor showed me his mouth! Holy! Blisters that hadn't been there the night before all over his tongue and back of his mouth. Poor baby. At the time we were in the office, he didn't have a rash on his hands or feet. The doc said he probably wouldn't get rashes there if he hadn't gotten them already with the mouth blisters. A blessing i thought. Not 5 minutes after we were in the car he started complaining about his feet. Then his hands. He's been understandably pathetic today and subsisting on Diego and chocolate milk. Gotta love school being back in session! And Kristen, be grateful we didn't get together today!