back to normal

When I left for Anchorage, my 10 year old was sickly and pale.  He fell asleep in the car, sounded absolutely pitiful.  My calls to check on him always found in him in bed, asleep.  My poor sweet, sick son.

But yesterday, before I came home his father took him to the doctor and he got started on medication for a sinus infection.  The medicine seems to be working.

Today he's onery, smart-mouthed, argumentative.  He just wants to play on the computer or his iPod. He hates the Winter Olympics, how cold our house is, being asked to clean the bathroom, and people (especially his mother) telling him what to do.

Guess he's feeling better.  I should be happy, yes?

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