Generally I love snow. It makes me feel like a child. I love to tromp through it even when Paul has shovelled the walk. And with the snow it has been nice to have Paul home. I do not know how clear other residential streets in the area are, but ours has been clear since 6:30 this morning.
Why did they get to our obviously unimportant little street you might wonder? They dispatched a plow with the ambulance. Ahh yess... It was a very hellish morning for us.
Little Isaac has been sick since Saturday evening. I took him to the doctor Monday, and he was started on some meds. This helped for a little bit. Then he got a lot worse. This morning he was having a lot of trouble breathing and was turning blue. Since the roads were impassable, I had no choice but to call 911. Normally, I would have driven him to the ER myself.
To make a long story short, Isaac has pneumonia. And we were sent home with even more meds. (Although is took a long time for Paul to be able to come and get us.)
And a summary of the ER experience --- doctors who have been on site for over twenty-four hours tend not to be very helpful. I think the doctor spent less than one total minute with us. Fortunately the respiratory therapist and radiologist were a little bit more caring.
On a brighter note Paul and Abigail got to build a snow fort.
Happy Valentines Day everyone!
Coming Tomorow: A report on the results of Sammy's annual IFSP. And a discussion of crunchiness.