Whew! Finally home, but have been somewhat busy.
My daughter still isn’t doing well. I changed her sheets, took her temp (running a low grade temp of about 100.2), made her some chicken noodle soup, and started a load of laundry.
Before I left for work this morning, I told her to eat something. I told her there was chicken noodle soup in the pantry. At about 10:30 I called to check on her and to remind her to EAT. I called again at 1:00 for the same reasons. At about 2:45 my son called me to check on his chores and I asked him if his sister had eaten. Her reply was “No”. :smack: I told her she NEEDED to eat and that by starving herself she was only making herself more ill. I get home, find out she STILL hasn’t eaten and am now MAKING her get some nourishment. Now I feel all guilty for having gone into work while my daughter is sick. She’s not a little kid anymore and I thought she could handle things. Obviously, if she had been barfing I would have stayed home. She did have a temp this morning, but it was low grade. I think I’m going to go out and get some medication for her.
I guess I better get dinner started for the rest of us now. We’re having leftovers from last night’s dinner; which was quite good. Mr. Taters thinks he’s a real chef now and quite proudly informed me and our friends that he plans to make something every Sunday. We shall see, we shall see…