What a Roller Coaster

We have had a bit of a week. Last Monday, Issa started in with what we thought was a little bit of an allergic reaction to something--just a few red dots on her chest. She had a new sweatshirt that I let her wear before I washed it, and we chalked it up to that. By Thursday, though, it was bad. It had spread to her arms and legs; at least 85% of her body was covered. Brad took her to urgent care, and they diagnosed it as moscollum contagioso, which while it sounds like a Harry Potter spell is actually a really ugly virus that can take a year to clear. We were a little freaked out. Thankfully, Issa still felt fine, so fine we spent Sunday playing in the leaves!

Evan loves nothing more than a good jump into a pile of leaves:

Sweet siblings:

Leaf fight:

And these smiles:

We had a dermotology appointment yesterday, and we were relieved to find out Issa actually has break-through chicken pox. She is part of the 1% that still got them even after the vaccine. But y'all. This is not the chicken pox we had. They aren't big and scabby; she doesn't have a fever, and now she has no pain. She is just a little itchy. We'll take it.

Through all of this, we have been surrounded by love. So many of my friends in medicine asked their colleagues for opinions and texted me thoughts. We have had more offers for help and phone calls to check on us than I could imagine. Our village rallied, and I'm so very grateful.