April 19, 2010 § 1 Comment
There is no more painful or helpless feeling than holding your child, knowing he is in pain, and being totally incapable of making it better any faster.
Crete has had a fever for the last couple of days, and while he has Children’s Motrin in him, he’s perfectly normal. But there’s about an hour and a half window in the last 45 minutes of one dose and the first 45 minutes of the next when his poor little body is raging with a fever, and he just sits there hurting. His pitiful little eyes look empty when he looks up at me or Emily with a look that just says “Please, do something to make it better.”
It breaks my heart.