Sick

Lauren has been sick for the last couple of days. She has a cough that sounds like a baby seal being clubbed by an enthusiastic Canadian, something of a temperature, and is generally very listless.

I hate having colds (I currently have the same thing as Lauren, only milder), from the stuffed up head that entirely stops you breathing as soon as you lie down to the painful throat and endless coughing. Of the routine discomforts of life feeling sick is the only one I like less. And yet I look at my little girl and I would take it all off her ten times over if I could just make it stop.