Just back from hospital - Em's fever shot up to 103.3. She has a virus and the beginnings of an ear infection.
Sleep, I miss you so.............
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Just back from hospital - Em's fever shot up to 103.3. She has a virus and the beginnings of an ear infection.
Sleep, I miss you so.............
Eep! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* for Emma!
{{{{Aimee and Em}}}} Poor both of you!
Poor Em and poor sleep-deprived Aimee.
Sleep, I miss you so.............
Aww, you poor kids. You know a Motrin and Benadryl cocktail will knock her ass out for about five hours. And it's completely safe.
There is literary precedent for that. Ahab says it about the whale: "He tasks me."
And it's in the sense of "he instructs me to do something" or something along those lines? Not "he burdens me"?
Anyway, I can no longer flinch at tasking when there are people in the world who say incent.
I hope Em feels better soon, Aimee.
Thanks guys.
David, I'm hoping the amox knocks her out. But, Joe's on Em-duty once he gets back from Rite-Aid.
Oh, Aimee. {{{{Em}}}} Poor thing! Poor you! I hope she's ok and you can get some rest.
Poor wee Em, and poor tired Aimee.