I spent the weekend comatosed by beer. Since I had what I believe was a mild condition of the shakes a few years ago, the mental convalescence since then can be quite a handful. But nothing amounts to having a sick child. My son has been hospitalized with diffuse and varying symptoms, today they did a brain scan but found no tumor, so thank God for that. Living in a rich country with access to all sorts of tests and analysis is a luxury I wouldn't want to be without now. The search for a diagnose continues; please don't let it be anything serious!
I'll try to stay preoccupied while he's with his mom in the hospital. But it's hard, my thoughts keep wandering.
