The child has had antibiotic dose #1 and is bouncing back.
I don't get to see my doctor until tomorrow, so parenting is firmly in the "have fun storming the castle. Don't burn the house down. Sure, watch more TV. Here's a milkshake for lunch" non-parenting level.
Every time I cough, I think my temples crumble into little pieces of eggshell and fall apart. Which would be less awful if I could stop coughing. my ribs hurt.
(Also, this has turned into a migraine.)
And yet, not worst valentine's day ever still.