My son and I are leaving our small town in southeastern United States to live for a year in a small town in southeastern France. It couldn't possibly be THAT different, right?

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Sick day

Jed has been coughing all week so I took him to the doctor on Thursday.  Doctor Olivier Foucault is our guy, and he is not only a general practitioner; he is also an osteopath and a homeopath.  In addition, he makes his own appointments, answers the door, and does the billing.  He's a one-man show, and a visit costs only 30 euros.  His verdict on Jed was that he has the same infection as everyone else in his elementary school.  He prescribed Augmentin (Jed's least favorite!), an oral steroid, and cough medicine, which we purchased at the pharmacy next door for 20 euros.  Since Jed needed to keep quiet and still, our big activity for the day was decorating the Christmas tree that we bought at the Intermarché across the street.  We got the tree, one string of lights and a set of Christmas balls for 32 euros.  The other decorations are made of colored paper--- by Jed.

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