Last Wednesday Erik woke up with a rather high fever. We planted him on the couch and prepared him for missing his end-of the-year field trip that was scheduled for the next day. “Maybe you can go back to school on Friday,” we said. “If you don’t have a fever tomorrow.”
No such luck. He ran a fever all day Thursday. And all day Friday. I know my boy is sick when he actually stays on any surface for more than two minutes without being forced. Erik never left the couch or his bed for six straight days.
He woke up on Monday (the much anticipated Field Day at school) and informed me that he was well enough to go to school. No such luck. He got sick before we even got his lunch made. Back to bed. Back to the couch. On the bright side, he has read a tremendous amount throughout this little spell of illness.
And he smiled. Through it all, that boy always had a smile on his face and a “thank you” on his lips. (Luckily, he made it to school for the last day.)
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