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A Few Days Later
Me: * still feeling ill, breastfeeding as I can't keep any food down because I keep throwing up*
Joe: * checks my temperature while I feed*
Me: * has a fever of 101.5*
Joe: * gives me some fever medicine before letting me continue to feed*
Me: * continues to feed, falling asleep*
Joe: * holds me like a baby and rocks softly&
Later On
Me: * asleep now*
Joe: * on the phone with the doctors, makes an appointment*
At The Appointment
Me: * gets tests ran on me*
Joe: * there with me*
Dr: it looks to be you have the stomach virus, so make sure you keep hydrated and rest well
Me: okay
Joe: * takes me home*
At Home
Me: * feeds again, very tired and sick*
Joe: * holds me like a baby and rocks softly, occasionally kissing my head*
Me: * falls asleep in his arms*
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