For the past couple of days, our daughter Morgan has had a fever. She's our little female version of Jim Carey in the family, and to see her knocked down by a fever is really sad. She's just been a lump on the couch. She hasn't really wanted to eat much or play much. She is a master snuggler though, and I love that too, so she's on the mend.
I took her to the Dr. yesterday, and they said she has some sort of virus. No flu and no strep is a good thing, but it makes me feel kind of helpless. I want to be able to pull that trigger on the magic eye dropper of wellness and with a poof of smoke, make her better. I guess that doesn't get to happen this time around.
She had a mild fever this morning, but we opted not to give her any Motrin, and she has since crossed over into feverfreedom! She's been dancing around the house, making me laugh too, which is a good sign. My cousin stopped over this morning and she just adores him, so getting to see him lifted her spirits as well.
Morgan is tugging on my shirt as we speak. I've got to go snuggle and watch SpongeBob for a bit, and then maybe move to a sudden death territory battle of Jenga!
There's no better joy than bringing joy to others!
Cheers, 4DAUTRZ
My Angels
My earthly angels who lift me to the nirvana of fatherhood. Fathirvana.
No comments:
Post a Comment