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December 1, 2005 Sad Girl 
One of the (remarkably few) downsides to having the WBBE, BN is that it's next to impossible to tell when she's sick. She can be coughing and sneezing and still play happily for a few hours with her toys, only with slightly less energy and less interest in food. She can have a fever and be throwing up and cry only a little bit, when she's vomiting, but otherwise seem mostly normal. There have been several times where we've taken her to the doctor, feeling quite foolish, to say, "Look, I know she seems fine, but she's got a bit of a fever and she's been coughing for three days," only to find out she had a serious chest or ear infection requiring antibiotics--and we had no idea. So when she spends a (very rare) sick day crying whenever she coughs, which is every five minutes, that makes the Mummy very worried. I asked her if she had owwies, and she pointed to her throat and cried when I tried to kiss it better. She didn't want food. Any food. She had half a bowl of cheerios in the morning, and three cookies for a snack, and two bites of a banana for lunch. That was it. She'd ask for a snack and no matter what was offered, reject it. She didn't even eat minigos, which are always a favourite, or the chocolate pudding Erik brought home after work. She didn't play, or want to. She sat on my lap most of the day, or sometimes in her chair, and watched TV or asked for Daddy or talked to the Elmo puppet. The nap was a disaster. It took her 1 1/2 hours of hard crying and coughing and snuggling and rocking and hugging to fall asleep, and then she slept for only fifty minutes. All day she had a little red face and puffy red eyes from crying. I felt so terrible. She is never unhappy, period, so to see her this unhappy was worrying and heartbreaking all at once. Today she is staying home with Daddy. She had a rough night, still feels a bit warm, and still cries whenever she coughs. She only had half a bowl of cheerios again. And today I think she will be going to the doctor. At least, I hope so. Benefit #61 to Small Babies: When they are sick and want to be carried around all day, it is physically possible to do so without straining your back. Posted by Andrea at December 1, 2005 8:13 AM under Beanie Baby Brags EMAIL this entry (comments fields are below this section) Comments Aww, I'm sorry she's not feeling well. But yes, small size is certainly beneficial, not only with clingy babies, but also clingy cats (she said, adjusting her neck to keep the kitty from falling off.) There ought to be a song about it, sort of John Denver-y: Catbutt on my shoulder makes me happy, I hope Frances feels better soon. Posted by: Jane Dark at December 1, 2005 8:25 AM
So sad. Poor sweet, snuggly girl. Hope she feels better soon. You too. It's heartbreaking when they're so. Posted by: lostinthemiddle at December 1, 2005 9:17 AM
This is so sad to read that she is so sad. I really hope she feels so much better really really soon - especially for your heavy heart. Keep us posted. Posted by: nancy at December 1, 2005 10:02 AM
Poor Frances! Hope she's feeling better soon. Posted by: Suzanne at December 1, 2005 10:23 AM
I hope Frances is feeling better soon. Posted by: Sue at December 1, 2005 10:56 AM
Hope she's feeling better -- and if not, that she goes to the doctor today. It sounds to me like the strep my daughter had 4 times last year! With the first one, her throat was kinda sore but she wasn't horribly sick and we let it go for FOUR days till she broke out in a rash. Guess what? Scarlett fever. (Which is really just strep with a rash.) After that if her throat woke her up at night, bam, into the doctor. Posted by: Madeleine at December 1, 2005 10:58 AM
Oh dear! Big hugs to Frances, and an awkward arm pat for you too. Posted by: Marla at December 1, 2005 11:15 AM
Ugh, poor wee lamb. Hope she is back to her cheerful self soon. Posted by: Danigirl at December 1, 2005 11:22 AM
Yep, I'm going to agree with Madeline. I was a strep and scarlet fever baby, and you described her behavior, I immediately thought "strep". Poor bean!! Posted by: rachel at December 1, 2005 11:34 AM
Get better soon, Frances. I hope a benevolent forces brings extra energy to Andrea and Erik. Posted by: Chris at December 1, 2005 12:44 PM
Aww, thank you for all the well-wishes. According to Erik she is doing much better--less coughing, no crying, more eating and more energy, so I am hoping that whatever it is is going away. And coming straight to me, by the feel of my throat. But anyway. Posted by: Andrea at December 1, 2005 1:12 PM
I'm glad she seems a bit better today. Sick babies can be kind of fun--less action, more snuggling--except when they are really in pain, and then it just hurts everybody. Posted by: Amy at December 1, 2005 1:15 PM
Oh poor sweetie. Give her lots of hugs and kisses from me. Posted by: liz at December 1, 2005 2:07 PM
Poor baby, and poor mama! I hope you are both better soon! Posted by: Phantom Scribbler at December 1, 2005 2:28 PM
I hope you all get a healthy home soon so poor Frances can go back to being happy (and so can her Mummy). Posted by: Running2Ks at December 1, 2005 6:17 PM
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