103.8 degree fever and throwing up in my bed, what a way to start the week.
Dori felt rotten today. I hate hate hate when she is sick. Especially with a fever, I imagine terrible things (that may be a result of watching too much House). She is now
sleeping peacefully snoring loudly once again. I was a little concerned when she kept saying “good morning” at 7 p.m. after sleeping half the afternoon.