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speaking of specimens...

The scene:

I walk into the dining room & find Bristel surrounded by (empty!) specimen containers.

Me : Bri-bee whaddya doing?

Bristel : Building Cinderella's Castle!


Okay...so you know you have a sick kid...on a dangerous med...when you have enough poopy-collectors around for your daughter to build a fairly decent replica of Cinderella's Castle with them!

::laugh::

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Mama Skates said…
~rotflmao~ too stinkin' funny!
September 16, 2008 at 12:34 PM
Anonymous said…
My neuro ordered test kits for us to do the testing ourselves. It was much better than storing poop and taking it somewhere. LOL. It's a very easy test and you know right away if there's a problem.

Glad to hear everything seems to be going relatively well. I hope the Zonegran or ACTH starts to do the trick.

Erin
September 16, 2008 at 4:57 PM
Danielle said…
Bristel is always good for a laugh! Cute AND funny...deadly combo for high school!

Erin...hard to believe I know...but we can not find those kits anywhere around here! Even with a script...not even at a medical supply store! The closest we found is for the elderly...and it's $20 for two cards! We'll just collect & drop at the lab for free! *smile*

...danielle
September 17, 2008 at 8:27 AM
Shanna Grimes said…
hmm...we did ketones (urine) for Kay. We didn't have to collect any poopies.

Maybe u can send one to Questcor? Like a fecal-gram? Teehee. Sorta like Sharon's cup cakes in a jar, but for someone you don't like!

Glad Bristol has found another way to have fun with them.
September 17, 2008 at 2:52 PM
JSmith5780 said…
fecal gram... I LOVE it!
September 18, 2008 at 9:24 AM
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