Late last night Sam came down with a fever and complained of a headache. He screamed and cried, telling me that it hurt too bad to even sleep. Oh my poor baby. It took such a long time for the Motrin to kick in. This morning he was still feverish, lethargic, headachy & full of coughs.
After a trip to the doctor’s office we came home armed to fight the virus with prescriptions & orders to do breathing treatments to prevent the chest congestion from worsening. The only up side to all of this was all of the cuddling that I got to enjoy today. I have never been so happy to sit and watch Transformers cartoons. While Sam napped I worked in the basement looking for books for the yard sale this weekend. That is when I came across this book ~ Don’t You Feel Well Sam?
My mother buys the children books each Christmas that have their name in the title. This book was bought for Sam in 2008. I tend to put these books in a special place so they are not worn out from everyday use. When they get a bit older I start bringing the books out of hiding. I had forgotten all about this book. So I brought it upstairs and read it to Sam while he did his breathing treatment tonight. It is a story about a little bear with a cough and he does not want to take his medicine (just like another Sam I know).
