Sunday, May 20, 2012

Shake it like you mean it

My 9 has been sick since Friday. I had to pick her up early from school because she had a fever. All weekend she's been lethargic and laying around the house half asleep.

Just now, I was watching her as she lay on the couch. She was shaking her head from side to side ever so slightly. Worrying that maybe her fever has increased and now she needs medical attention, I reached for the phone as I questioned her.

Me: 9? [thinking she's experiencing a seizure] What are you doing? Are you okay?

9: [continues to shake head and smiles] I'm trying something.

Me: Such as...

9: I'm trying to see if I can feel my hangie-ball thing move in the back of my throat.

Me: [shaking my own head from side to side] Nope.

9: Nope. [in rapid succession] How much was this couch? Where did you buy it? Why does it feel like this? MOM?

Omigawd, I think she DOES need help.
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