I am determined to document every time Winston gets sick. I was hoping that he might be able to skip a month without catching a cold. Alas, that was not to be the case. On the day we came back from Monterey, he caught a cold with a runny nose and constant sneezing. That night he woke up every hour because of congestion, and was utterly miserable. Of course I did not get much sleep either and was rather cranky in the daytime. Who knows - maybe the hotel room was too cold at night for him, or he caught a virus as we went to so many places with lots of people around.
To make matters worse, he also suffered from constipation after he came back from Monterey, as he ate no vegetable or fruits on the trip. I fed him two baby jars of prunes and finally he pooped, but with a great deal of pain and effort. His eyes would look at me in agony, her face beet red, and his arms stretched straight and he would cry in pain as he was pushing. Oh I felt so sorry for him...
Whatever mental benefits this trip provided for him perhaps were probably canceled by the physical discomforts caused by his cold and constipation as a result of the trip. Oh well...
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