Evening.
It’s been a bit of an emotional afternoon. Dsis dropped round some bits and pieces for me/us.
Ds and Dd napped.
Dd woke up and is suffering with her teefs again I think. Poor baby.
Ds woke up and was a bit off. Bit sleepy and a bit warm and a bit cuddly. He sat with me for a bit and was shaking. He also didn’t want his dinner. I tried everything to see if he’d eat soemthing and eventually gave up.
Calpol and bed for both by 645.
I’ve had a cry to dh (I sat on the landing and he had the bedroom door open). Just exhausted though.
Fingers crossed Ds is just tired/a cold or something. But if he isn’t there’s not much I can do about it really. Except to help him get better.
I’m leaving dh to it really. I’ve dug our a water jug for him so am filling that up every now and then. Am delivering food and tea. The rest is up to him. He needs to rest. I need him to rest. Whatever it is, if ds has it and dh has it it’s likely I might get it. So need dh to be well to step in if I’m not. I’m drinking lots of water to stay hydrated trying to eat well and rest as much as possible myself.
Dsis brought spare mattresses over too. So I’m in/on a more conventional bed. Yay. She also brought gin.