My poor boy is sick

Today when I got back from my outside meeting there was an email from D telling me that V phoned him as Connor is sick.

He'd been complaining that his knee is sore and told her he wants to go sleep.

BIG alarm bells as my Connor goes FULL out the whole day.

She checked his temperature and it was fine but an hour later it was 37.6 (37 is where we want it) so she gave him some Panado.

Poor thing.

I got some new Panado melt-in-the-mouth tabs at Clicks in the afternoon on the way home.

Connor was just laying still on his bed, red little cheeks.

He said to me, "Friday (Fi)... hug" so I gave Friday a hug and then I said, "Connor, do you also want a hug?" and he nodded.

Oh my sweet boy.

He also asked for medicine so I gave him one of the new things. They made it perfectly for kids because even though he didn't want it, it melts so quickly that before you know it, it's dissolved.

And I had his milk ready to wash down any aftertaste.

We prayed and lights went off. No kids were crying and jumping out of their beds which is a miracle.

But still I miss my active little boy.

How was your day?

PS I've been so office-bound lately that I LOVED driving to the client, meeting about their business needs, and then driving back. Jhb is SO gorgeous in winter - bright blue skies - and it's just so nice to get out and meet new people.

PPS The day started off so well when I got wind of some nice things said about my coaching on twitter. I beamed :)