My return home from Melbourne last Sunday night was very short lived. As I said in my previous Blog, Jack was a sick little boy when I left.
On Tuesday when I was about 2 hours out of Launceston working, Robyn called to say Jack was going to Hospital. Within 3 hours I was back in town and on a Plane to Melbourne.
The little fella wasnt very well at all and there was bugga all the Hospital were prepared to do for him and they sent him home. Later that same night, about 1:30am to be precise, we had him back in Hospital again.
This time they did a little more than simply take his temperature. Just as well cos I dont think Robbie was in the mood to be stuffed around again. Who is at that time of morning???
The little man is now back home and still not 100%, he spends most of the time sleeping and when hes not sleeping he is very grizzly. Things can only get better I guess.
Needless to say I havent run since Monday night, but I cant say Im too fussed about that.
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