Ah... teenage awkwardness can best be ostentatiously described by: lowering of voice... gaining a foot in height.... and breaking out all over the place. And this morning, I was officially transported back to high school sophomore year when I looked into the mirror and little red spots were all over my face.
No no... they're not pimples. They are, as a matter of fact, a weird form of hand-foot-mouth disease. This disease is common in children <5, and when it happens, little red spots/bumps grow on your hand, feet and around your mouth. Unfortunate for me and Nui-nui, we've been zapped with a more severe form of this. She has bumps all over her legs and arms and arms. I have it on my hand, feet and face. And adults suffer more from this disease than kids do. In fact, my hands and feet itched so much today, I couldn't even sleep!!
Stoopid me!! We first thought it was chickenpox. And since I had chickenpox when I was small and have the immunity, I was taking close care of Rachel without any extra precautions. Look at me now. Pimple face. Pepperoni-pizza. Strawberry patch. You name it. I'm it.
Wonder who Agent Zero is. Must be some kid from day care.
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