Dad came over in the morning as usual bringing with him a coffee for me
a timbits for Christopher. Dad took one look at me and realized we had a
rough night.

Christopher threw up again while he was there.
I was never good with vomit therefore I almost did it myself.
Christopher didn’t want Dad to go, so dad stayed for a bit but
eventually he had to because of work.

I had tried to give Christopher some gravel and tempera and that was what he threw up.
Mom suggested putting some in his freezy and so I did.

He slept from 10:30 to 1:00 p.m..

He still isn’t feeling that great even though he thinks his grandpa is coming to pick him up
to take him to the farm.

Mom is coming over for 3:30 as I have an appointment with my councilor.

I am really tired, I tried to sleep but my neck and back ache. I sound like a broken record.