My parents tell me a lot of things I already know. Does this happen to you?
I was at my folk’s house when my married daughter called. When she hung up, I explained she was home with a fever.
My dad rose immediately and went to the counter where he keeps his medications. “Call her back and tell her she should take some ibuprofen. I have some right here you can bring her. Sylvia, where’s our thermometer? Does she have one?”
Mom responded in the same vein. “She should drink plenty of liquids and if it isn’t better, she should call the doctor for an antibiotic tomorrow.” Continue Reading →