Tonight is just not going great. Tate has "woken up" twice with horrific night terrors. Ugh. It's heart breaking and I cannot remember the last time he had one. Nightmares have been common for him these last few day, but these night terrors are just so hard to watch. He's not really even conscious and usually flails his body all over his bed screaming bloody murder. I mean, his screams are piercing and if the neighbors heard, I really think they could honestly believe he's being hurt. It's scary. I hate it.
On top of it all, in the last couple of hours I've started to develop a sore throat. I better not be getting sick!
I'm heading to bed now...
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