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Kiddo was moaning and whimpering in her bed. Freaking fever. Sat her up to check her temp and she puked all over us. We took a shower, hubs changed her bed. The first thing she asked in the shower: “why was the puke ochre?” That’s right, “ochre.” Kid flexes her vocab smarts even while ill.

She’s in our bed now. It’s bad enough I will barely sleep tonight after three days in a row at the hospital. I might as well not get a double whammy of neck pain from sleeping in her room.

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