Friday, May 15, 2009
Back to the Doctor
We went back to the doctor today and the diagnosis is the same. He freaked me out last night because I picked him up to comfort him and he screamed as if it hurt for me to touch him. He must be very achey. Now he's layin gon the floor next to me screaming. Poor thing. I hope this passes in the next 24 hours. We're all whipped and just trying to maintain our sanity and our jobs. (Oh, darn, he was distracted by his hands for a second, but the crying started back up).