It’s currently 4:30am. I was sleeping in bed with my girlfriend when all of a sudden I heard the door creak open. I opened my eyes and saw my girlfriend’s daughter in the doorway. She noticed I opened my eyes and silently tip toed to me. She told me she threw up in the trash can in her room and then said she doesn’t feel good at all.
I got up and she held my hand as I walked to her bedroom and saw the vomit in her trash can. I put my hand on her forehead and she was on fire. I tried to work quickly as possible to get rid of the trash bag and fill it with a new and clean one. She ran into the bathroom and began throwing up even more. I lightly taped the door and whispered to her, “Can I come in?” She goes, “Yeah you can, dad.”
She was extremely sick in the bathroom. My heart hurt for her cause stuff like this really takes a toll on her.
I went through the medicine cabinet to find flu medication. Once I found some, I gave it to her.
I brought a trash can into the living room and brought some pillows and blankets out. I put on spongebob but left the volume low. I told her to come lay down and I’ll get her some water. She asked me to stay because she felt so sick and was scared to be alone.
After I got her some water, we both laid on the couch together, cuddling and watching spongebob.