Sick Day

I knew something was going on when I got Shelby up this morning. She was burning up. At first I thought it was because she got too hot sleeping in her warm pj's with a blanket. But, after I changed her diaper and got her dressed she was still on fire. I took her downstairs and offered her a drink, which she refused. That's when I knew something was wrong. That's not the Shelby I know. I carried her into the bathroom to take her temperature and that's when the vomiting began. I knew it! As she was vomiting, she would look up at me with the saddest eyes I have ever seen. I could tell she didn't know what was going on. It was sad to see. I finally managed to get her temperature. It was 101.9. Yep, I've got a sick kid.

I called the doctor and Shelby was scheduled to see the doc later that morning. While I got dressed Shelby sat on my bed and watched Sesame Street. Shelby doesn't just sit still. Seeing her like this is so strange, I had to take a picture. Just after I shot this photo, she puked all over the bed.


This is how Shelby looked while we drove to the doctor's office. Again, it was so sad and strange that I had to take another picture. She sat like this one the way home, too. Poor, poor Shelby.