Why I slept in

Why I was sleeping in today...

Ayla woke me up at 3 am because she fell down the stairs...so I slammed out of bed to get her. She was lying at the bottom of the stair, screaming. I turned on a light to look at her, she was sprawled out on her belly so I knew she probably didn't have any serious injuries. I asked her if she could get up, which she did. I took her back to my bed because she was crying and has been sick, running a fever and hacking coughs all day.

So then at 5 am she woke me up to go to the bathroom and asked me to move so she could get by. I sat up, and felt her move behind me. I reached back to touch my pillow ended up knocking her over into the end table. I hear the thump and then "I'm bleeding! I'm bleeding!"

So I rush to turn on the light, but it was just out of reach, so I went to get out of bed, tangled my legs in the blankets and fell onto the floor and cracked my head into my dresser.

I shook my head wincing, got up and turned on the light and I see Ayla with blood pouring out of her face. Dave finally wakes up and says "What's up?".

I grab a wad of tissues next to my bed and press them against Ayla's nose and check her for where she was hurt and growled at Dave to go get a towel because I see blood all over the bed. Ayla is sobbing and shaking, in fear and because her fever has spiked. All I can do is moan with her because I can feel that I have their cold/flu as well, I am so very tired and feeling totally guilty.

So we get her nose under control, give her an cold rag for the split lip and medicine for her fever, threw a towel over the bloody area and crawl back into bed.

That's why I was still sleeping at 8am. :D