Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Our poor little Avery got so sick after the McCall trip. The day after we got back, she was running a fever all day between 103 and 104. She was absolutely miserable. I went out and ran errands, and she just laid her head on the handle of the cart, moaning, not really even crying, just an "I'm miserable and please help me" kind of moan. (BTW, it was after I got home from errands I realized her fever was so high...I'm not that mean.) The day after, she woke up throwing up and did so about every 20-30 minutes for a good 5 hours. I felt so sad for her. We changed so many clothes and did so much laundry! She was so upset every time because it got her jammies dirty. She didn't really have much on her tummy because the day before she felt so yucky that she didn't eat anything. But she was so thirsty, she kept begging for a drink. The logical side of me said no because it hadn't been long enough time since the last throw up. The sensitive side gave in and let her drink whatever she wanted. I knew it was going to come right up, but the poor thing was so tired and thirsty she just didn't understand how to wait. It was a long couple of days, but once she decided to rebound, our spunky little Avery was back!
Posted by Martha