Having had my tonsils removed a little over a year ago, I knew that this am would probably be rough for B. I recall waking up with a very dry mouth, desperate to drink something, but wanting nothing to do with swallowing. So, I knew just how he felt this morning (4:30) when he woke screaming, grabbing his throat and begging me to make it go away. He has been very out of sorts, and was actually back in bed and sleeping this am at 9:00. The worst of it all is the refusal to take the medicine which will make him better if he would just swallow it! You can't blame the sweet little dandelion.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
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