wow, that WAS fast. infectious control called, they're sending me a kit to test for measles. everyone is like 'its probably not measles, its not a classic presentation, but just in case.'
they're concerned, if it is measles, hubby might catch it - and all the people i shared the hospital ward with - and all the people in the doctors waiting room.
Dubbie, hope your brother has had his MMR. they suggested he get one, if he's not.
oh... and the 'script i got from doctor? hubby saw it and laughed. "happy juice for you. you might still itch, but not only won't you care, you'll be dancing with pink plaid platypuses."