Living in New Zealand: Sad Days and Loss
Today has been a bad day, the kind of day where I wish the US and New Zealand were just a bit closer to one another, geographically speaking. We started on a downward slope right after midnight: Joe, awake, running a fever of 39.5C/103F. Paracetamol on board, stripped to shirt and nappy, lots of fluids,… Read More Living in New Zealand: Sad Days and Loss