We made it 13 days in between rounds of kiddo illness. (I mean, wouldn’t two whole weeks have been wild??)
My poor Chicklet. :(
She had a terrible last night of (non) sleep, but no discernible fever, and honestly, we thought it was just allergy congestion, since everyone and their dog is suffering right now.
Alas. By the time she made it home from school this afternoon, she looked awful—particularly in her eyes—and was running a 102-degree fever. :(
Poor girl kept insisting it was just because she was wearing a sweater. So I suggested she shower and get cozy to feel better.
She proceeded to remain right there on the couch for hours…
Using her polar bear as a pillow, sweet thing (she got it last year at Sea World)…
By 6 p.m., she was out cold.
So we kept watch and let her stay there until she woke up a couple hours later—for only half an hour before she retired again for bed.
Poor thing had no appetite, and couldn’t be more disappointed over a friend’s birthday party she’ll likely miss tomorrow.
Timing’s never great. Ever.
But…we’re going to hunker down as a family this rainy weekend, watch some movies, snuggle and try to get/stay well.
More mañana.
Over and out.
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