A Pharmacy
Recently, both of our kids got orthodontic apparatuses at the same time. As many of you heard from my email a few weeks ago, we also had a broken arm happen at about the same time. On top of that, our dog Brittany…which I have a complicated relationship with…had to have plastic surgery.
You know…like dogs do…but she’s never looked better…
During the first two weeks of orthodontic equipment, the broken arm, and Brittany’s cone-of-shame recovery, our house looked like a pharmacy. Painkillers of nearly every kind rotated through, antibiotics, wax to put on sharp wires, steroid creams for healing stitches, and a few other medications for a variety of things that I will leave out of this note.
We looked like a pharmacy.
We had what seemed like a silly amount of things to help everyone to head in a direction towards healing.
