When Faith and I were dating and living on different continents, there was no Skype or video g-chat. It wasn’t that long ago, but it seems so barbaric to imagine a world without it now. Since we’ve been married we’ve embraced video calling to keep in contact with family and friends around the world.
We’ve had many a ‘show and tell’ conversation on Skype, and this week the item for show was Adlai’s rash. It had been suggested to us that it was the start of chicken pox by our local GP, but after a couple of days the little fella’s symptoms didn’t seem to be developing the way they should. So we (video) phoned my best friend in America, who also happens to be the best pediatrician in the world. After holding Adlai at various angles in front of the camera, the results came in. No pox, but something with a long, scientific-sounding name that is apparently harmless and goes away on its own. We took the verdict to our own GP who confirmed our Skype doctor’s findings. As my wife put it, NHS: 0 – Dr. Steve: 1.
With the rash fading fast, Adlai has been watching a fair amount of the Athletics World Championships. He has clearly been inspired as he is now moving around the room at an impressive speed, though occasionally it is wind-assisted, if you know what I mean. He is also climbing up furniture and holding himself upright. To avoid scandal, I’ve taken random tests and the boy’s clean… of drugs anyway.