I took Corey to the doctor yesterday morning. They prescribed him something for his cough, an antibiotic, and eye drops. No signs of improvement this morning. And his eyes still look radioactive.
I feel so bad for him. See..
Our visit to the doctor was entertaining. The doctor who saw Corey had just returned from a mission trip to Ecuador. He was telling us all about how it went, asking our opinion on how it could be better, and for our views of the worth of short term mission trips. We were probably in there a solid 20 minutes talking with him. It was a good conversation and I was glad to be a listening ear for him. But all the while, it was obvious that Corey felt like death and couldn't wait to go home. My heart broke for him, but I also knew the doc needed that conversation. Certainly is interesting how things work out sometimes...
2 comments:
ah Corey, it is very sad. everyone everywhere is very sad for you. ;(
My wifey has been taking great care of me. I love her :)
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