I ended up laying down with Elliott for a little while this afternoon. He was sleeping in my room and I was desperately needing a nap.
He woke up for dinner but I made him take it easy. He had some plain, slow cooked chicken for dinner. He hasn't even finished it but so far he's feeling okay.
He's upset that I won't let him eat anything else for right now but I'm not dealing with a repeat of last night.
This is one of those *he'll thank me later *kinda things....
