This illness is by far the worse. Medicine doesn't work. Her mouth hurts and she's grumpy. It's not fun. It's so hard because you just can't do anything besides comfort and it doesn't seem enough.
Last night, she woke up screaming at midnight and we couldn't get her back to sleep until after 3:30 am. She ate a couple popsicles and drank some juice for us. Finally, I curled up on the couch and slept while she watched Dora for the third time.
She eventually was ready to go back to bed. I kept her with me and Jim so I knew I'd get some level of sleep.
Needless to say, I went to work drained. I came home and she was super clingy. Just tired and grumpy. RIght now, I'm watching her sleep. She curled up on the couch in teh basement about 3:15 pm and just went to sleep. She wakes up every now and then to scream and toss, but goes back to sleep. (I'm secretly happy she's sleeping because she needs the rest, but praying she doesn't pee on the couch). :)
Poor angel!
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