Thursday, July 9, 2015

Damn it.

The imp started squalling last night, just as I was starting to drift off to sleep.  Turns out, he was puking.  Said he had a burning tummy ache that made him sick and throw up.  We fed him a peanut butter sandwich to quell the heartburn (with a children's Pepto), gave him a fresh bucket, and left him to sleep. 

This morning, we found out that he'd puked again sometime during the night, and hadn't squalled or made a mess.  And was feeling too sick to eat, or to go to granny's.  He's ensconced on the couch, watching DVDs of season one of Scooby Doo.  The classic series.  And he's not feeling good enough to do more than that.

This bodes ill for the rest of the weekend.  We'd planned on letting my in-laws have the imp overnight tomorrow and Saturday. 

And, that means I still have sick imp care added to my chores list for the day.  At least he's simpler to deal with than a sick pixie: he mostly just wants to lay still (for the most part) on the couch, watch something, have a full water bottle, and maybe some peanut butter crackers to nibble on when he feels up to it. 

The pixie wants constant snuggles, as well as all of the above.

Time to get my ass up and get to work.

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