Sick Sick Sick

This weekend I was sick. Mommy came home from work on Thursday and I was running a fever. At that point though, I was feeling fine....still playing with my toys and up to my devilish tricks. Bedtime rolled around and I drank my bottle of milk and fell fast asleep. Around 2am I woke up hungry and asked Mommy for more milk. 5 minutes later I projectile vomitted all over the bed, myself, and Mommy. I got stinky curdled milk in my hair and Mommy had to wash it out. I was a very good patient though and let her take care of me while I rested my head on her shoulder. Afterwards, Mommy moved us to the living room because the bed was soaked. Ba Ngoai came to help pull all the sheets and blankets off. As soon as I sat down on the living room floor, I threw up again. Mommy got us new sheets and blankets and I got a popsicle. It was pretty yummy. Cartoons and popsicles at 3am isn't so bad. The next day I was still feeling yucky but had no problem playing with all my toys. I gave Mommy a very hard time though at naptime and bedtime. Mommy let me nap in her arms which is the best place to be when you are sick! By the third day I was feeling much better and able to eat regular food and drink milk again.

Me at 3am watching cartoons - feeling pukey.

Day Two. Still feeling rough.

Day Three - Juice! For the record, I now (finally) get to drink out of juice boxes.

After a long battle with Mama, I pass out.

Just waking up.

I decide I'm done being sick.

The End.