Monday, October 5, 2009
Poor Pads is wondering around not sure what to do with himself. He's got all the Calpol on board we can give him but his mouth and lips are hurting. He's worn out too. After 6 doses of the Nystatin (nothing 'nice' about it according to P), he's actually worse. So Al's walking Ash to cubs and phoning the ward to see what they've got to say.