If you don't know that my husband, Pepe, is here to whisk me away to Spain
You haven't been reading!!
Remember, this is the beginning of the end of Between U.S.A and Spain...
Don't miss the last weeks of this blog-soap- opera!
So what happened after picking up my husband at the airport?
A nice dinner perhaps?
Home & some rest?
No! We ended at Gwinnett Medical Hospital!
My grandson, Alonso, had been diagnosed with eczema two weeks ago
And even after antibiotics it had taken a turn for the worse
Yaya, Yayo and Mami couldn't leave it for another day!
My daughter, Sandra, said "I bet you are going to blog about this..."
I replied, "Well, of course...
Anyway, what else is there to do but sit around and wait for the Doctor?
I might as well shoot some photos so time passes by a little faster!
The good thing is, Alonso, was having a great time checking out everything around him!
Yayo, sure was tired after sleeping only 3 hours since the day before
And a 9 1/2 hour flight!!
Yet he didn't complain. It was all good.
However, after waiting, waiting and waiting some more
Things started changing...
Just look at her- Almost psychiatric-ward like!!
And after a little more waiting
I had to assist Pepe! Poor guy... He went crazy himself!!
But I knew what to do!
I took his vitals and said
"Don't worry, the Doctor will be right with you!"
* Alonso was prescribed a stronger antibiotic and is now feeling better. He was seen by his pediatrician a few days later and she recommended a specialist. Hopefully, all will be well soon with him.
* Yaya and Yayo, had a nice dinner at El Centinela later that night.