Keeping vigil

Last night, Ana woke up with 103 degree fever.
Legs hot, body burning, her moaning in her sleep...

Where's the first aid book? Are we out of children's motrin? Where's the thermometer? This one doesn't work, it reads I'm 93 degrees! Did you see the other one? These ear thermometers are a piece of crap. Next time, lets get the $100 one. Well, anyone can see she's just hot. very hot. Grab a cold rag. Take off her clothes. Where's the motrin? Is that Elliot crying. What's it read now. Ana, just take a sip of this water. Yes, it's cold. You're cold? She's shaking, Kevin. It's ok baby, mama's here. Daddy's here too. We're both here, and you're going to be fine. Just close your eyes, and think of the time Toralora won the fishing contest. Do you remember that story? Just close your eyes, and think of how cool the lagoon was when she jumped in afterwards, and how she spewed water out of her mouth like a blue whale. I know you don't like this thing under your arm. Just one more second, baby. It's fine. You're fine. It's just a little fever baby. You'll feel better with some sleep. Let's try to get some rest.