Turns out that I should not put everything in my mouth. I should have been happy with our tour of Princeton Hospital. But, nope. I am one of those kiddos and after three days of a 103.8 fever that went up to 104.5, Mommy took me to the hospital last night and we checked out their private rooms. We also got a one way ticket to the pediatrician again this morning. Official diagnosis? Hand, foot, mouth disease. Gross!
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