You'll all be pleased to know that I didn't have the sugar - I was saved by my friend's sick little boy. Poor wee thing. As soon as he gets a cold, his airways close up and he gets his wheeze on. Big time.
He's been hospitalised three times in his fourteen months because of it but his mum didn't want to go in again. She called on Saturday, just as we were sitting down to watch a movie and eat dinner, asking me to go and sit with her.
She's a single mum and just needed adult to be with her. As it's Saturday, Rich was out at hockey so I got the DVD, and a book Talaia was using before going over there together.
The little lad had some steroid pills first thing in the morning but was still having the absolute maximum amount of ventolin every hour. That was giving him relief for 45 minutes. My friend said she would take him to the hospital if he seemed ill, but he was very active, playing and grinning. I took the girls home at 8 and put them to bed and when rich got home I went back. In the hour that I'd been away there was a positive marked difference in him. I stayed until midnight by which time he was asleep and was seeming a lot better.
I sent a text first thing in the morning to ask how he was and she said he hadn't needed the ventolin all night. He's now getting much better, and I didn't eat the sugar :-)
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