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I'm back! And still sick. Yesterday I thought I was all better. Went to dad's study to use the computer. Shut the door. When I stood up in the study I felt dizzy and unstable- I guess I must have blacked out, because the next thing I knew, dad was carrying me to my room. I guess I'm pretty light. As my eyes flickered open, dad said "JoJo! Are you alright?" and one of my sisters (who were following Dad) said "Oh! He's not dead, never mind." Dad put me back in my bed "What happened?" he asked "How long were you in there? I got home and sent Heidi to my study and she came back screaming that you were dead on the floor." I must have been in there for a couple hours; I got off the computer at 11:30 and Dad didn't get home until around 3. I told him that, and suddenly mom was there. "Oh, JoJo, I'm so sorry! I thought you were asleep in your room!" They left. And I was mad- I mean, I know I just woke up from being unconscious for three hours in Dad's study- But nobody knew I was gone. I know, that seems selfish, but I was lying unconscious on the floor for THREE HOURS! Also, nobody goes into Dad's study while he's gone? That seems a little weird. I'm amused that my sisters thought I was dead. Oh, yeah, dad brought me his old Who-Top to my room and that's how I'm writing this now. I didn't want to risk it again. Oh, I just got word. Mayzie's sick from coming to our house. Serves her right.