My girls are having two very different days. Our oldest seems to be recuperating quite well, but the medication has attacked the youngest and her stomach has been upset all day. She's gotten sick a few times, though nothing to worry about, says the surgery center. Still she says she feels horrible and needs me to make it better. Stinks that I can't. I hate that feeling. The cool washcloth, soothing words, reading books, tucking her in... can't help her stomachache. Hopefully a good night's rest helps...
Finished the memoir book this morning, between weeding and getting the girls comfortable this morning. Was ok.
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