104.7
No, it's not a radio station.
It was the reading on the thermometer when I officially became worried.
The diagnosis is Roseola, and the worst- at least healthwise - is over. Now if she can stand the gawkers recoiling in horror she should be ok.
I'm sure we shared our germs with numerous unsuspecting souls, but hey, some unsuspecting soul shared with unsuspecting us. Pass the Motrin.
We got out for some fun for the first time in a week. The top shot was at the beginning. The one below was at the end.
Needless to say, she's still a bit wiped;)
Check the flickr for the other photos.
posted by Leska McCall at 9/13/2006 08:41:00 PM
8 Comments:
She is so cute. Poor darlin sick as a little pup though, huh? Does she at least wanna snuggle when sick?
Yes, that was the other hallmark: she's NOT a cuddler normally, gotta be moving all the time, no time to be still, ever. For 3 days I had her steaming little body literally draped across me, wimpering. It was awful.
Well I hope she is feeling better. Poor baby!
Wow that is so scary...
Yeah, that's about when I'd crap a watermelon. Poor baby...
give that baby some hug from her weird auntie kristine in California.
Poor baby!! Sorry to hear she was ill! She's still adorable as all get out though. :)
sick babies are not much fun. but she sure is cute!
Your style is unique compared to other people I've read stuff from. Thanks for posting when you've got the opportunity, Guess I will just bookmark this site.
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