The day of the damned..

..that was yesteday..
We arrived at Billund, Denmark, went to Legoland, and then everything blow up in our faces..
Kids with thes diagnoses can't handle those things, I _know_ that, but we have managed before..
*sight*
E couldn't handle that a small family pushed their way before us in a que, and then he had a headache, was thirsty, got to have my drink.. I therefore got dehydrated, and didn't feel good myself.. Then, we were to have dinner, hardly found a suitable restaurante, E went crazy..
It all ended with me having to take him for a walk in the middle of the night, while he hated us, life, and himself.
Bleh