This is how Bradley spent all day and night on Saturday, in between the violent dry-heaves. Rick and the kids stopped at Arby's on the way up and Bradley had some bad food. I felt so bad for him - I swear he threw up no less than 20 times. I went to the store and got him some emotral and he finally slept through the night and felt better the next morning.
7.15.2007
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