So I woke up in the night with a horrible soar throat. The kind where you just dread having to swallow. Went downstairs to visit the medicine cabinet. While I was waiting for any medicine relief to come my way...I found myself remembering a funny moment with Spencer.
It was quite a few years ago and Spencer had an awful soar throat. He truly refused to swallow because it hurt so bad....so he carried around a spit bucket with him for a day. Seriously...instead of going through the pain of swallowing he would just spit into the bucket. Funny now but disgusting at the time. (I'm wondering if I even gave the poor kid some medicine? Hope so...)
But how would he swallow it?
ReplyDeleteThat's a pretty ingenious idea for a kid. Impressive. He must have really been hurting to go to that kind of effort.
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