After I wrote my last post, I spent an inordinate amount of time stressing about whether or not P really had Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease and whether or not I should call in and cancel my afternoon of work. It was the only day I had been booked this week, and after I put P down for his nap I began to worry that I had overreacted. That maybe it’s wasn’t really HFMD, and that I had imagined the blisters. Well, he woke up a hot mess and has several more blisters today, so it’s official. I couldn’t even get shoes on him this morning, he just cried and…