Isn’t this the saddest face ever?
It makes my heart hurt.
My poor buddy is sick,
throwing up, running a high fever, and just plain old feeling terrible.
He’s been laying around on the couch all day long, completely not normal Will behavior.
And while I love that he isn’t on the go, go, go
I absolutely hate when my buddy is sick like this and can’t tell me what hurts.
It makes me hurt
It’s one of the worst things about autism.
My baby can’t tell me when he doesn’t feel well.
He can’t tell me what hurts.
And he can’t tell me what will make him feel better.
I hate it.