Hometown Hospitality

It's always worrisome when your child is sick.  But even more so when you're out of town - without the usual comforts and meds of home.


Fletcher woke up Saturday morning (the day we were flying to NC) with a cough.  By that evening it was clear he wasn't feeling well at all.


After managing his fever and discomfort as best we could over the weekend with tylenol and ibuprofen, we realized he needed a little something more.


Although traveling, THANK GOODNESS we were in my hometown with all the advantages of small, southern familiarity.  It's a place where everyone knows your name - and in our case, our mother probably once taught them or their children at the local high school.


As the doors were opening, there I was - at my childhood pediatricians office.  With pleading eyes, I asked if there was any way they could fit us in.  Warm smiles and no hassles ushered us in.  In less time than it normally takes at our regular pediatricians office - with an appointment - we were taken into an exam room.


What's more - I was pleasantly surprised to find two friendly faces from my childhood worked there and couldn't have been more kind.


The same kindness, smiles and service welcomed us at the local pharmacy.


What a huge relief and comfort.  


Fletcher is on the mend and looking forward to his first Thanksgiving meal!