
...and I'm not even kidding. My glasses wouldn't even go on my face when I woke up this morning. Damon asked, "What's wrong with your face, honey?" Gosh, thanks, Dear. I love you, too.
Anyway, Ryan has influenza, croop, allergies, and asthma. His fever has gone up to 105. So scary! I feel so bad for him. He has no voice any more and just talks in a little squeak. The girls are giving him TONS of attention, which I know he likes, and are playing whatever he wants to play.
He is being a good sport and we now have some nice cough medicine that the good doctor gave us, so hopefully we will ALL be sleeping through the night. Wish us luck!!
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Shoot! Sorry to hear you haven't felt well. That influenza is going around our neighborhood too. Loved the pictures of your rash - totally made me LOL!!!
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