I got sick at daycare the other day. My mommy and daddy got really worried because I was vomiting and had a lot of diarrhea so they took me to the emergency room. We left at around 6:30 PM and we didnt’ get back until late, like after 10:30. I think that is the latest I have ever stayed up. I was very tired.
When I got there they gave me my own ‘gown’ that I got to wear around the hospital. It was a little revealing but it breathed well. While we were there I paced around the waiting room, because I heard that is what you are supposed to do. After I had enough pacing I decided to check out the magazines. You know, to have something to chew on. But most of the magazines in the waiting room were older than me. I mean, really, how am I supposed to keep up with current events?
Eventually we got called back and I met a nice nurse who talked with me a bit. I got a little fussy (nosey) so mommy and daddy took turns walking me around in their arms so that I could see what everyone else was there for. After I played a little the doctor came over and decided that I have the Rotavirus. It is not too serious but I have to stay home from daycare and I miss all my friends. Mommy says that I can’t go because I will catch them my cold, or something. Mommy and daddy are trying to give me lots of fluids so that I stay hydrated.