is back home. He came home on Thursday night. He's not eating (much) and his poor belly is getting bigger. I don't think he has much more time. Poor guy. The girls are in denial, though. Three-a might be the only one who isn't as she noticed how big his belly was, last night. Since he's been home, I've noticed he has a little bit of labored breathing. His respiration rate is pretty high, too.
Last night (F) was worse than tonight... He's eaten more today than yesterday. He's on a downward spiral, but right now, it's not too bad. Ask me again in 12 hours.
SIGH.
More details, he is in the guest room and the girls are taking turns sleeping in there with him. oNe took the first night, Three-a did last night. twoK doesn't want to sleep in the guest room because she's too scared to not sleep in her own bed. She's also taking the illness pretty hard. It is hard. And it sucks more because she's only (almost) 7.
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