She was still saying it this morning when she woke up at five, but since she kept saying that she didn't want to go to school because she didn't know anyone's name, I gave her another cough drop and sent her anyway. My neighbor and I went up to Fairfax (30 or so minutes away) to buy more uniforms. I had to order most of what I needed and it was...a lot. We talked about how Carly was having a hard time adjusting to so many adjustments and how I didn't believe she was really sick.
WELL, guess who ended up with a 101.4 degree fever and had to come home from school early? Guess who's throat hurts too badly for princess soup? That's when you KNOW it's serious. That and the fact that she fell asleep on the couch at 5:45. I couldn't get through to the clinic on the base so we're just going to watch her and see if the standard Gatorade-and-Tylenol regimen works. Poor little jellybean.