Bridger is very sick today. He's thrown up at
least 5 times in the last 3 hours. Even as I type
I hear him calling my name. MOMMMMMM!!! COME HERE!!!
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The last 2 minutes went as follows:
BRidger: Mom will you get me my sprite?
Mom: Sure, Here you go.
Bridger takes 2 sips. After the second sip, he immediately throws up.
(Into the blue plastic bowl, thank heavens.) Mom wipes down his face and chin. Mom rinses blue plastic bowl. Mom dries off bowl and gives it back to Bridger promising him he will feel better soon. Bridger lays back down on the towel and continues to watch Phineas and Ferb.
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