Yesterday when I was at work Jackson's school called. They said he had a fever and was lethargic and if I could I should take him home. I ran to my car crying. After all, isn't that what happened to that kid in Colorado? Sudden fever and then wham! Dead! Our pediatrician's receptionist had already laughed wanly when I called about flu shots last week, so immediately I started charting the fastest route to the emergency room.
This morning he woke up and demanded a lollipop, so I think he's going to make it. Then I read this: About three dozen children have died from influenza or its complications, David Daigle, a spokesman for the centers, said. But, on average, 92 children die every year from influenza.
Hey! It's not unusual for children to die every year. Um, yay.