You came home and quickly told me you didn’t feel well. But then you ran upstairs to play video games, so I didn’t think much of it. At dinner, you again told me you didn’t feel well. I checked your temperature, and sure enough, you had a fever.

In the morning, we took you to the CVS minute clinic. We were 30 minutes too early. The place wasn’t open yet. So we walked next door to McDonald’s for breakfast. You ordered a Sprite and laid on me.

Your fever was 102 prior to giving you Tylenol, which brought it down some.

The CVS doctor checked your ears, your throat, your breathing. He made small talk with your daddy about Nebraska Furniture Mart. And then told us that you had a double ear infection and either strep or the flu. He didn’t test for strep since the antibiotics for the ears would work for strep, too. So, we’re just kinda guessing here, but whatever it was, you had a very rough Thursday and Thursday night.

Your fever spiked to 103. You slept a lot. I mean, a lot! I began to grow concerned by how much you were sleeping. You laid with me, you moaned, coughed, blew you nose. I took care of you. Tirelessly. Because I love you. Deeply, truly, with my whole heart.

Friday you stayed home from school again. But, you began feeling better. It’s now Saturday and you’re back to your silly self. You’re eating again. And playing video games, a sure fire sign of health. ha! I love you so much, N. It’s my honor to take care of you when you aren’t feeling well. I will always be there for you when you aren’t well. Whenever you want me, or need me, I’ll be there with homemade chicken noodle soup, medicine, and a snuggle.

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