Some people get champagne, others party hats and buzzers. Us? We get a kid with "Rohdodendron" virus (or something like that). Projectile puking started exactly at 6 pm yesterday, and repeated every fifteen minutes almost like clockwork. 9 pm saw us in the emergency room, and we celebrated new year's watching the doctor take her pulse.
Well, everything's going to be fine. They're keeping her under observation for 48 hours, which means we're doing shifts between the hospital and home. Tonight is Ellen's overnight shift (mine was last night's), hopefully everyone will be home by tomorrow.