After a few days of crap, we are on the other side.
I hate it when my lad is ill, even with just a minor cold, it really knocks the stuffing, and my sense of humour, right out of me.
It’s daft as I know he’s going to be ok, and all is being done that can be.
You just have to sit it out.
Well we have. The worse of it, we hope anyway.
And another positive junior found today, was that his Darth Vader impression just got more accurate.