Well, that was more adventure than I had bargained for

All I wanted to do on Father's Day was take a nap from 5:00-7:00 in the evening.

Instead, we made a second trip to Seton, this time to the ER. Ariane's appendix (as vestigial as the letter C) had decided to emancipate itself from the oppressive shackles of her intestine. A few hours in the ER, at CT scan, and a short operation later, it was outta there. Luckily it hadn't ruptured yet.

So now we're bottle feeding Lenny for the next week. This makes her poops unbelievably worse. So smelly.

I suppose "experts" advise against taking Vicodin and antibiotics while breastfeeding. Also advising against doing this? Anyone with half a brain, that's who.