Busy, in a vague sense...

Dear Nicky,

Today was a fairly busy day, and kind of hard too, since I didn't sleep at all last night. I had terrible insomnia and today I walked around like a zombie. You did well at Stones today, especially in OT. Then we went and got a Synagis shot. Well, you did actually. I was so tired I was feeling sick, so I asked them to hurry up. They stuck you and it must've hurt bad, because you cried like the old days, where your face turns beet red and you stop breathing and become stiff as a board. My poor, brave guy; you even gave yourself a little nosebleed. But you're the noblest little trouper I've ever known.

Love,
Dad