Good Night, Sleep Tight

To review, the youngest Jew has been traveling in Europe for the past month, and the SJG has been pretending not to worry too much. That, in itself, is hilarious. But the health updates from abroad haven't helped. First, the ears wouldn't pop, then the bad cold, then the chipped tooth, then the heat rash. And now, this, from Edinburgh: "I have a bunch of red dots on my arms." Followed by some lovely photos. Dr. SJG went into Google overdrive, and came up with the unhappy diagnosis. Bed bug bites, courtesy of the many hostels he's stayed in. Yes, I'm that neurotic good. "Go to the chemist/pharmacy, sweetie - it's called Boots. They'll give you something for it." I left out, "God willing." But I was thinking it.