Thursday evening Amelia was overly tired and she demanded to be held a lot more than normal. I knew something was going on when she refused to eat dinner and she was asleep in my arms before 7:30pm. She was up multiple times that night with a high fever, aches and chills.
Jason was on call so when he came in on Friday morning, he took this picture. I almost didn't post it because I look like death but I think it paints a pretty accurate picture of our night. We were up every four hours--taking temperatures and administering medicine.
I'm so ready for summer so we can open up our windows for days and air out all the nasty viruses that have seemed to make themselves comfortable in our house this winter.
Praying Amelia gets better soon and Barrett doesn't get whatever it is that she has!