Poor little Miss Sara has been sick since Saturday night. We spent almost 10 hours at the ER with her on New Year’s Eve because she was complaining about a belly ache (and was almost in tears because of it) and her pediatrician was booked solid.
She’s one tough cookie and never cried when they put in an IV or drew blood, but she was whining afterwards that the IV hurt. She was sooo tired, too, and at one point she said to me, almost crying “I wish this never happened to me”. My poor baby! Never did find out what was wrong with her. The dr. thought it might be appendicitis, but the bloodwork and chest x-ray all came back normal and ruled out any infection.
Yesterday she seemed a little better, but today she spent most of the time in my arms, wanting to snuggle. Got her to take a nap or two, and lay on the couch and watch TV for a little while so I could get some things done around the house. She always came to find me a few minutes later, though, wanting to snuggle some more.
She has a really bad cough and her poor little nose is all red and sore from all the wiping.
Here’s my little sweetie on the couch.