Once of the unpleasant things about being sick is all the thermometers. People are constantly taking my temperature. It is not so bad when it is the contactless ones that you point at your forehead get an instant reading. But the ones under your armpit take a while and I don’t like at all. I can tolerate them when I’m in a good mood but I despise them when I’m in a bad mood. This morning when Mommy and Daddy were trying take my temperature from my armpit, I was fussing a lot. So Daddy took his temperature, then Mommy’s temperature, then even my stuffed animals. Then he let me take their temperature. I kind of liked that because it made me feel like I was taking care of them. I finally accepted the fact that when you are sick you need to take your temperature and even though people don’t like it they all just do it. I was a big boy and finally let Daddy take my temperature.