Luckily Norah got a doctor's kit for Christmas. We've had to use it several times since then, and although she's not exactly able to predict an onset of sickness, she does manage to make the "patient" feel nice and healthy. Here is "Dr. Norah" (she's very serious about her profession and expects you to address her as such) checking out Daddy and Toby. About 12 hours later Toby was sick as a dog with a 24-hour flu-bug. Didn't see that coming. He bounced back quickly and they got to go outside and play in the snow last weekend. And now here we are a few days later and BJ got hit with the same thing. We haven't gotten much sleep over the last few days, but at least we have a "Doctor" here to take care of our fragile selves. (And I should note the sickness has nothing to do with poor sterilization of medical equipment. I hope.)
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