Froth Slosh B'Gosh

Summer Camp!

Mrs. Froth and I dropped The Frothling off at horseback camp for five days of riding and other camp adventures!  

Meatloafing

The Frothling wanted meatloaf.  That looked like a football.  So Mrs. Froth and I helped her make one.  While I wouldn't recommend trying to kick it through the goalposts, it was quite delicious.

Who Needs Video Games?

The Frothling and Frothette are just fine with the classics!

Some Bad News

The Frothling was diagnosed with Lyme disease.  While Lyme is easily curable in its early stages, the longer it goes untreated, the harder it is to treat.  She started exhibiting symptoms three weeks ago.  Since it was the weekend, we were directed to take her to Children's Hospital, which, as an aside, was acquired by The Evil Empire about a decade ago.  Mrs. Froth took her, and I stayed home to watch Frothette and Pumpkin.  They didn't get back until 0300 Monday, with nothing known, but blood drawn for labwork.

I asked Mrs. Froth if The Frothling was prescribed antibiotics as a precaution, as the symptoms seemed similar to Lyme.  She told me no, but she called the next day to request antibiotics, and was told to wait for the test results.

The test results were back on Wednesday, positive for Lyme.  And there they sat.  No phone call to us, no call to our PCP, no call to the rheumatologist that we were directed to make an appointment with.

When the Frothling saw the rheumatologist eight days later, and the symptoms were described, he immediately said, "Oh, that sounds like Lyme."  He was told the hospital ordered blood tests, but we hadn't gotten the results yet.  The doctor called the hospital, and learned that the results came back over a week ago, but were "misplaced."

The rheumatologist said the bite could have occurred up to 2 months ago.  We're probably still in the window where the month-long antibiotic regime will clear the infection, but there is a chance it won't.  The rheumatologist was shocked that the hospital didn't prescribe the antibiotics that night.

So yesterday, the hospital called and spoke with Mrs. Froth, and admitted that mistakes were made.  I, for one, will be consulting with an attorney next week.

Cheering Them On

 

I used to like basketball, but I find the pro game and men's college basketball essentially unwatchable.  Last year, I discovered the Duquesne Duke's women's team, and I really enjoy it.  No showboating and actual teamwork.  I took the Frothling to Duquesne's home opener Sunday afternoon.  You can see us near the top of the screen, sitting behind Lehigh's bench (the Frothling picked the seats).  She's wearing a pink sweater, and you can see her enthusiastically waving her pom-pom when the Dukes score! 

Its also inexpensive entertainment.  Tickets, parking and snacks (you can watch the Frothling eat popcorn at the 1:10 mark) for under $20.00.

While I was Away

Needless to say, I've been a bit busy, but I'm hoping to return to regular posting.

So what's been going on?

Well for one, we have an adoption day for Frothette, she'll be an official Froth come November!  CYF also placed Frothette's  two month old sister with us, Frothette Junior should be clear to adopt sometime in the spring.

The Frothling is in first grade, she's now playing softball.  At her last game she donned the Tools of Ignorance, and just loved it!  I think she likes catcher because she can sit most of the time while in the field, and she's involved with every pitch.  She's in her second year of Daisy Scouts as well.

Mrs. Froth is still working at the daycare, and I'm still in my job, although I'm considering retirement from law enforcement and a possible career change.