Feverish Nights
I hate to say it, but I was a bit relieved when Nicholas woke up last night with a fever. When Dr. K mentioned that there was a slight chance John's symptoms were that of an appendicitis, I was a little freaked out. Last night, he woke up at 2:30 asking for Donald Duck, Milk, and something else (I can't recall). All I know is that I was begging him to be quiet. I gave him his first drink of Powerade. He made a sour face and shook as if he were shocked when he sipped it; yet, he continued to sip it.
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