Poor baby.
My little guy is sick, again.
Strep throat. Fever, rash, vomiting.
Crying, pathetic, lathargic.
Last night, Tuck was out of town and I spent my night in Urgent Care, running to get meds, getting the boy to bed, trying to get the girl to bed, then up four times throughout the night. I am beat.
But I would take away his pain and suffering if I could in a heart beat.
Strep throat. Fever, rash, vomiting.
Crying, pathetic, lathargic.
Last night, Tuck was out of town and I spent my night in Urgent Care, running to get meds, getting the boy to bed, trying to get the girl to bed, then up four times throughout the night. I am beat.
But I would take away his pain and suffering if I could in a heart beat.
Labels: little guy, sickness
posted by Trisha at
9:43 AM
2 Comments:
That's got to be such a helpless feeling. I'm so sorry for both of you.
I"m so sorry! I completely understand as I've had several nights awake with a sick little boy in his 2 years of life; he is susceptible to ear infections, bronchitis, and vomiting. I wish we could just take away all their sicknesses! I hate hearing their little "barky" sounding coughs.:( Hope he feels better soon.
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