This is so I can look back on some future day (when we're all healthy again) and be grateful for good health.
Ty finally slept last night after spending nearly the entire day moaning, and although I feel considerably better than he does, I know where he's coming from. Just before sleep came to him, he broke out in an all over sweat, visible beads of dewy sickness dispersing his fever. I remember thinking, Oh good, he's though the worst now. But the raspy sounds scratching through the stethoscope this morning combined with his ashy pallor tell me a visit to the local Emergency Room is likely in the cards for us.