Just when I was congratulating myself for surviving Meg's most recent illness, guess who woke up this morning with a fever? She's also lethargic and generally not herself. Bjorn stayed home with her in the morning and then made her a doctor's appointment for this afternoon where I'm headed to shortly. Poor thing. I hate seeing her like this. I also hate that she's sick again so soon after all the anxiety and drama from last week. The good news is she's not throwing up (yet anyway), but generally not herself and not nearly as smiley and happy as she was just last night.