Last night, Mathieu woke me up asking me to scratch him. He was covered with welts. He was obviously reacting to something but we don't know what. Benedryl and a lot of TLC helped him go back to sleep, though the epipen was not far away, just in case.
Today Sabrina was sick all day. She "emptied her contents" sixteen times (She kept tabs). She became so blasé about it that she would be "tossing her cookies" in a bucket while her eyes were glued to the T.V. -- Now for someone who watches maybe 2-3 hours a week, she got her fill today.
I'm glad my dad had a case of 7up in the stuff I have in my garage. I was able to use it to help her pain. Unfortunately, just to add to a non-perfect day, a can escaped my hands and fell hard on the floor, exploding in a fine mist that I am sure coated my entire garage with sticky soda juice.
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