Monday, August 07, 2006
Mondays are for grouches
Today's number is 443,000, brought to you by the verb fuss and the adjective cranky. Yes, today was clinic day for Eden, and while she scored great (well, decently--we expect it to be high the week after a transfusion) she wasn't happy about the experience. Actually, this may have been her worst trip so far--she even screamed at the nurse, which everyone knows is a no-no, unless you like spit in your soup. Oh wait, that's waiters.
At any rate, she was not a happy camper. She hasn't been much fun to be around for the last week or so, come to think of it. I blame the teeth. They haven't popped through yet, but you can almost see the little tormentors, lying just under the surface, radiating waves of crankiness.