Gideon caught a bad fever that settled in his lungs and started to give him trouble breathing. When laid down he would choke and gasp for air, his whole body laboring for each breath.
A few days later, Miri picked up the same thing. It settled in her ear, making her wake up in the middle of the night screaming in pain. Thankfully a couple days of antibiotics have helped everyone.
In the dark, while I held Gideon and listened to his rasping gasps, I found myself remembering this pastel drawing by Millet “The Sick Child.” It captures the fear, helplessness, and determination you feel when your child gets sick.