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| germ warfare |
| 07.05.04 (6:23 pm) [edit] |
Can you believe poor Danny is sick again? The poor little thing was up all night last night. Puke count for the past 24 hours is up to four (between my parents' booster seat and my hair, he's been quite prolific). Hours he kept me up last night, crying piteously? I think seven. I believe I slept for about two and a half hours, total. Danny's fever when I left for work this morning was 103.7.Luckily, Jacob went home with the nanny this afternoon. Alberta was having a big family barbecue early this evening, and welcomed Jacob. When I stopped by her house after work to bring him home, he didn't want to leave, and she wanted him to stay overnight. Gee, you want to keep one of my kids when the other one is sick and miserable and I'm too woozy from a migraine to even brush my own teeth? ABSOLUTELY! Jacob barely paused his following various Belizian grandchildren around the yard to let me plant a kiss on his forehead. He was two-fisting lime popsicle halves, and scampering after one of Alberta's grandsons like a puppy. I got home and found Danny curled like a baby shrimp against DH's chest. Eventually, DH turned off whatever James Bond dreck was on the Spike channel* to fall asleep holding Danny. [i](*Don't freak out on me. It was a Roger Moore.)[/i] Danny wakes up about once every 20 minutes, half-opens his eyes, and settles back against his daddy. He's listless and limp, but his fever is down. I'm going to finish my blog, pound my sleeping pills with a big bottle of cold water, and sleep for as long as Danny and Big Fat Cat will let me. Sweet dreams! |
posted by: almsthvn (reply)
post date: 07.06.04 (2:14 pm)
sounds like you all had your own fireworks show, only gooier. Bleh!
Hope Danny is feeling better today :\
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