Except for the time my son was hospitalized for a penicillin allergy, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so ill. His temperature spiked at 102.8. We took him to the doctor right away. Good news–he doesn’t have strep, just a nasty virus.
After the appointment we stopped for ice cream. I bought Tyoma lime sherbet (my Mom’s cure-all) and he spent the rest of the afternoon dozing on the couch. About 4:30 he woke up and hoarsely asked for his birthday cake.
How could I deny him! We had a little party and opened a few presents. Right now he is playing with a mylar balloon and watching “World’s Cutest Dog.” I hope he continues to feel well and sleeps soundly tonight.