So Jake had another week of daycare, and of course, he is sick again. (I mentioned his horrible cough the other day.) I took him to see the doctor today, and she was great as always (this is not sarcasm, I really do like her!). The only problem was that Ralph was out of town and the only appoinmnent I could get (on such short notice) was in the middle of the day.
The town in which I work and Jake goes to day care is a full 30 minutes south. If I drove us to work and daycare, back up to the doctor's office, then back to work, and then home again at the end of the day, I would have spent a full two hours commuting (and paying $7.86 cents a gallon in gas, or whatever it's up to now). So instead, I had to take an unpaid day off (all of my vacation and sick time had to be surrendered during maternity leave) and pay for a day of daycare, of which he didn't even attend. Not to mention the copays for the doctor's office and for his prescription. I don't wanna sound like a cheapskate here, or act like money is all I think about, but it really does just seem like the average working stiff gets screwed whenever possible.
The good news is, my baby boy got his prescription and he's feeling better. I had a day off work and I got to spend it with my favorite boy in the whole world (Ralph, of course, being my favorite man). We went and walked around and around and around Christiana Mall and he was sooo happy. He was in a great mood and we had a *great* day together, doctor's office and all. I always did like a good old sick day.
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