Morning after

Unfortunately Jessica’s night was about as bad as restraining her at the hospital. She kept crying and waking up – a few times when I went to check on her she was asleep but talking. I think she was having a bad dream, she kept whispering “No” in a torturted little voice.
She spent an hour or so in bed with us around 1 am, I have bruises to prove it. She’s a kicker. I feel bad for her husband, he’s going to need to wear padded pajamas to bed.
We did get the tape on her eye, in the dark. We missed a little and put it on her eyebrow by accident. That’s going to be fun to take off. This morning she doesn’t even notice it unless I’m talking about it and then she looks at me like, ‘Seriously, are you really talking about this again?’

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