A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

The house of the viruses

Olivier woke up about 3 hours after going to bed with a very high fever that made him think "the colours were attacking him". He threw up and felt miserable, so the night was a bit rough. Grandma again came to the rescue because both boys needed me, and I didn't know how the night would go.

In the morning, Olivier felt a bit better but stayed home from daycare. So we took a stroll and had a croissant while people watching.

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