SS was up at 7:30 roaring. Not Katy Perry feminine roaring, but wild beast roaring. And she was in a good mood so I felt a tad guilty reminding SS that there were people enjoying their sleep on adjacent rooms.
So far only medicine and vey little fluids for SS. At this point we don't care if she eats a giant sundae, as long as she gets calories in her tiny frame. Meanwhile P and I are jealous of her stamina.
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