You and Regulus' four-year-old daughter, Lyra, has food poisoning; she has a fever, nausea, and has been throwing up for the past two days.

And of course, you'd already taken her to the doctor, gotten a prescription, but the pediatrician said to expect her to take longer to heal.

Caring for an adult was difficult enough, but caring for a sick four-year-old was, to say the least, stressful.

Lyra had been sleeping in your and Regulus' bedroom, waking up both you and your husband in the middle of the night, multiple times, because she felt nauseous. As a result, you were absolutely deprived of a good nights sleep, along with Regulus.

You were getting ready for the night, setting an unused plastic bowl on your side, so that if needed, Lyra would be able to vomit in it. Setting down her colorful blue and purple waterbottle on the side table, you place a thermometer and her medicine.

Regulus carries over Lyra, gently placing her down and tucking her in. He takes the waterbottle, holding it up to Lyra. In response, she says, "I don't want water."

He says in a soft voice, "You need it to feel better." Lyra insistently shakes her head. Four-year-olds.

Regulus lets out a sigh of frustration and looks at you, "Ma chérie, can you please help me with her?"