After such an exciting day yesterday, it was inevitable that Sonny would be bought back to earth with a bang. The diarrhea sickness started when he got back from the park and struck every hour until around 5am. As usual, it could be a number of things, ranging from a bug (most likely) to GVHD, something he ate that disagreed with him, or the fact that it's coming into the weekend and Sonny never gets ill on a Monday morning (Zo's called the phenomenon Locumotions).
Whatever the reason, he woke up after one of his worst nights in a long while quite chirpy and asked that we watch the classic war film 'The Dirty Dozen'. As this was weirdly the number of pyjama bottoms he went through last night, the coincidence has got me thinking there may be a link... Next Friday I'll be screening back to back episodes of 'It'll be alright on the night' and avoiding 'There will be Blood' like the plague.
Friday 25 June 2010
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