We're back from holiday

[ailbhe]

It was fabulous. I may never forget the sight of spaghetti crossing the pool changing room floor at speed, propelled by vomit. Since max calpol took Linnea's temperature down to 39C today I think we're in for an exciting night. She's just had nurofen for what may be the second tme in her life but might be the first. If the temperature doesn't drop soon it's taxis to bloody hospital to see the out of hours doctor again. I am so so sick of all this.

Mind you, the fact that I myself am feverish might not be helping here. Still, my chest infection and laryngitis are almost gone.

20.22: Down to 38.6C after Nurofen and nudity and more cold drinks. Yay!