The phone never rang last night, although I'd given up at 10, there was a faint glimmer of hope that maybe Dr. Bahtia would call super late. But no. So, at 8:40 this morning as we were packing up to leave for Logan's school, the phone rang and it was indeed, Dr. Bahtia's office. She had great news for us. Logan's platelets are fine! Best case scenario! Yes, he's still covered in spots, older ones fading, newer ones cropping up all over, but she thinks it's some kind of organic "invasion" possibly from a plant he came into contact with at Gilroy Gardens last Sunday. (Let's not even think about that and all the kids who are around those plants there every day!) So she perscribed a cream to rub into the spots (might as well bathe him in it) and said to call her tomorrow afternoon if he isn't "markedly improved." Hooray! Except for the fact that he still looks a little odd (spots on his eyelid and where his ear lobe meets his face to name a couple) he's just fine and all my visions of illnesses that I won't even jinx myself by mentioning are non-factors. Now, to get him cleared up by August 1 when Titi Meats and Uncle Screwtop get married! The countdown is on! We're all outfitted, practically... I just need shoes as does Logan and Matt needs his entire ensemble. I'm secretly hoping that Finn will be walking by August so she and her brother can toddle down the aisle together.
Super excited that school is out for Matt tomorrow as well! Summer vacay is underway!
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