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Jan. 29th, 2005 06:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
goslingI *can't* get sick. I can't. I can't. The baby needs me. Chip is still sick, but he *has* to go to work Monday.
The baby is up screaming all night, every night. He's totally digestively not coping, and the only position that doesn't hurt him seems to be completely upright. And so far I can't figure out how to sleep while holding him that way.
(He also completely flung himself out of Chip's arms, and I still don't know how Chip managed to catch him, so, as at this point my wrists have given out and keep shaking, I pretty much only dare hold him on the bed or somewhere else where if I couldn't hold on to him he'd be ok.)
I can't get sick. My whole body aches, but I *can't* get sick.
The baby is up screaming all night, every night. He's totally digestively not coping, and the only position that doesn't hurt him seems to be completely upright. And so far I can't figure out how to sleep while holding him that way.
(He also completely flung himself out of Chip's arms, and I still don't know how Chip managed to catch him, so, as at this point my wrists have given out and keep shaking, I pretty much only dare hold him on the bed or somewhere else where if I couldn't hold on to him he'd be ok.)
I can't get sick. My whole body aches, but I *can't* get sick.
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Re: Not Sure If You Want More of My Advice, But...
Date: 2005-01-30 02:01 am (UTC)I think I will call the pediatrician's office on Monday.