Iffy

We noticed she was a little out of sorts yesterday afternoon yet seemed okayish when out round with friends come tea-time, but the night was a sleepless one with her crying her little eyes out and getting hotter than a red cross bun fresh out of t'oven. She gargled calpol and ibuprofen most of the day today to keep the fever down till we got a slot at the docs at about fourish which showed she was edging into the 40s thanks to an infected eardrum.

Its the third time shes had it since the Autumn. Only mummy will do right now.