Well, Austin is still one sick little boy. He has almost lost his voice yet he persists in screaming for much of the day (which only exacerbates his sore throat, I'm sure). Poor baby.
I thought I was catching Austin's sickness when I woke up Saturday night with a sore throat. The sore throat continued throughout Sunday and I had the dreaded body aches by Sunday evening. Austin and I watched Cinderella while we waited for Joseph to come home from church. I took some tylenol and slept for 10 1/2 hours last night and woke up feeling almost normal. God was gracious to me, because it would have been absolutely miserable to take care of Austin all week while feeling sick myself. The few hours that I felt achy and ill last night gave me a little taste of what Austin must have been feeling for the last week, and I have been more sympathetic to his pain because of it.
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