Junior rigor

Oakley has stepped up his prescription. He had a very restless night last night and at one point woke up, crying out "I need an operation".

This morning the Doctor decided antibiotics would probably do the trick - although she was impressed by his 40.2 degree temperature. He even had a little rigor in the night. As his teeth started chattering and he complained of being cold, I explained that in fact he was so hot his body was reacting. (All medical training, thanks to the Christie). He looked at me as if I was mad. "Mum, I don't do this when I am hot, do I?" he replied. Just like his father, who used to say "Just give me another blanket, will you?"