I got home last night after Hammersmith (which was brilliant! loved having a double stand) and my little boy was lying shivering on the cushions by the fire with my mum - I put my cashmere jumper straight on him, thermal long johns and a hot water bottle and took him to bed - then I stayed to warm him up for a while - when I went back half an hour later to check on him he was roasting!! He stayed at a temperature 39.7 for about 4 hours until finally the paracetamol started to work....phew...its always the way I find, straight after the holidays when you have tons to do (an auction to arrange, a trip to Thailand to sort out, photoshoots to do and lots of web orders to send and accounts to finish!) that your child becomes ill, the school closes due to snow (last year) or something else to put giant spanner in the works. Ah that's life, I actually like it when he is home but wish he was not so hot and uncomfortable. More soon.....
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