My dear Sambo was so sick that he went into the hospital to receive IV fluids and monitoring. He never did get a diagnosis except for a strong viral illness. I appreciated the doctor putting him right in because he looked terrible in the office and had been moaning in pain and discomfort.
When he got home, My Mom suggested that he have an onion cut up next to him at all times to restore free breathing. I threw a bit of garlic on the plate as well. Where Sam went, the onion went. Allyson, his cousin and buddy, kept him company.
He missed four days of school, wrapped around a weekend with a few snow days thrown in as well. His activities are reduced until he gains full strength. This virus was tough and I give Thanks to God for his improvement.
