so yesterday, #doonesmallthing is true, real and so valid. so. and then, i have a 7-year-old who was not able to hold water in her belly, i mean, like foaming bile was coming up. and thats all. it was terrible to watch, and she was crying for much of it. 24 hours. before bed, i asked for a gatorade to be delivered by her father, as he was bringing the boys home from their weeknight together.
so there. we bend. we flake, like beautiful pastry. and i’m full-on happy to say the electrolytes, salt and sugar of the chemicals of that drink stayed in the longest of all the things. while it did, technically, return to me, i think it helped set her up for a night’s sleep.
so there. we bend, we flake, and we dominate!
today, on her recovery day, there is a second child home.
i’m just saying.