Tuesday Evening

At around 5:30pm this evening, while Israel and I were preparing for dinner in the kitchen, Anya laid down on the floor and began complaining of a headache. She said that she wasn't able to sit at the table and eat, so once food was ready I sat down with her to feed her. But after just a few bites, she threw up a couple times. It is so pitiful to see her sick. After being cleaned, she asked to be alone without the lights on in the living room with a movie.

Israel called the after hours number and the nurse said that we could bring Anya into the hospital or we could wait things out. She suggested that Anya may have a viral infection or a traditional migraine headache (though we doubt the latter because she's never had one of these before). We decided to just stay here at the house, where Anya will be most comfortable.

Anya fell asleep before her movie was over, a few hours before her normal bedtime. We will keep a close eye on her and pray that she will be better before the morning. Things have gone so smoothly since we've been home. Yet times like these, or yesterday when she broke down because she couldn't have a ponytail like Esther, are hard reminders of her condition. But we also remember that things could be much worse.