I have a confession... I'm terrified of hospitals. I have been ever since I was little and saw my dad hooked up to all kinds of machines after a major asthma attack. So to this day, being in the hospital completely freaks me out.
I spent 8 hours in the ER today. I spent about 7 of them trying not to let anyone see me crying. The good news is Andrew is now happily crawling around the floor, trying to eat my dinner. His fever has started to go down and for the first time in 3 days, it seems like he's starting to feel better.
When he goes to sleep, I need a drink...or ten.
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