Ahhhh.....Nothing really going on tonight. Not really. Evey is feeling normal again, thank goodness. I came home today and her hair was in a ponytail. That was shocking. Slow down, Evey, next thing I know, you'll be asking to take out the Z....
Weird thing about her being sick this time: She was able to tell us where it hurt.
Last time she was sick, it was a helpless feeling -- she just cried, and we didn't know what was wrong. We just knew she was sick.
Well, this time, she's much more communicative... she can tell us both in English and in sign language where it hurts...
And you know what? I still feel helpless.
They gave her a shot at the doc's office and that really took care of the vomiting. Poor girl, she was still emotional, she'd still say, "Daddy, hurt," and gesture toward her stomach. It's a bad feeling when your little girl doesn't feel well. It makes you lose sleep.
Thankfully, she's back to sleeping like normal. The Jones family sleeps well tonight.
(Unless I have another Boulevard Wheat, then they all must deal with my incessant snoring!)
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