Well, we knew it had to happen. Rosie has chicken pox. We went out to lunch with Mom and Dad on Wednesday and Rosie was wearing a little halter top. I kept looking at her shoulder thinking I could see a few spots but they were flat and only a little bit pink. After lunch we left for Kellie's house in Houston and yesterday morning I had another look at the spots and they were raised and there were more on her back, stomach and hairline.
She's doing well, only about 20 spots in all, and no fever or illness. She's been more tired and cranky but that's about it. We're supposed to fly back to London tomorrow so I'm hoping the spots stay as mild as they are now. The majority of them are in her hairline and on her head, so not very visible. I've just put cream on them and a few are already crusted over so, touch wood, I think we're going to catch a break this time.
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