The clinic waiting room was nearly deserted and that was good news. Our 13-year-old daughter had come home from church camp with the news that her counselor and her roommate had been diagnosed with strep throat, and now her throat was sore and she had a headache. We changed plans and took her to the walk-in clinic since it was late afternoon on Friday.
In my vast experience as a mother, I was sure she had strep. I ticked off the symptoms and confidently waited for the lab results that were just a formality.