Hush little Baby...

My baby is sick. Not just a little bit. He is 104 degree, vomiting every three hours, laying around listlessly sick.
His little three old year face is sallow, with deep blue circles under his glassed-over eyes.

Nothing makes me feel more helpless than seeing a microorganism have its way with my son, while knowing I can do nothing but try to make him more comfortable.
It's amazing that such tiny creatures can alter our lives so much...