We spent a great part of the day at the doctor's office getting re-hydrated. After 24 hours of vom fountains my wee girl needed three bags of fluid and lots and lots and lots of extra love. She was a trooper; not a peep nor a pout through two needle sticks and plenty of manhandling (nursehandling?) while the nurses searched for a vein.
This girl. I tell you. She's a good one.