Contagiondamnation Days 3,4 and 5

Mother called Grandmother the next morning for she was in the pits of despair. Grandmother verbally signed a waiver of liability by saying she understood the risks of visiting our family and quickly set out to make the 5 hour drive to offer moral and laundry support. Perhaps the clincher for Grandmother's decision was that Mother described cleaning the kitchen at 4am for losing sleep with worry. Or that Mother's sister wouldn't be able to come for a 31st birthday celebration that had been in the making since Christmas. Either way Grandmother sensed she was desperately needed.

The whole family went with Liza to see the Specialist. The Specialist was cocky and wrong. But he did give Liza a prescription for an ointment that cost $100 instead of the $4 eye drops that he would have liked us to believe were like splashing battery acid into a child's eyes.

The official and final diagnosis was a hemorrhagic conjunctivitis from Haemophilus. It is reported that in the olden days of the 1980s and before, Liza's symptoms and bacterial culture would have earned her a spinal tap.

Grandmother stayed with the family until Auntie Andrea and her two girls arrived. Things were fine at last and Grandmother made plans to return home so she could return for a previously planned visit the next weekend. Things were fine at last and Mother and Father even got to attend their small group that evening. Yes, everyone was well...for about 9 hours.

At 5:45am, Father got up early as he had to visit his patients in the hospital before taking Silas to school. Between 5:45 and 7:00am, he threw up 6 times. About the time he stopped throwing up and got up to tell Mother she would need to drive the boy to school, Mother heard fussing and sputtering in the other room. Young Micah had also thrown up.