The Potato was pretty sick last night, and I'm dragging today. [...]
The fever had broken by the time I fell asleep, but I didn't want to move him. I know all parents hate it when their kids are sick, but I'm scared as hell of fevers.
The Bee (note: her daughter) was not quite three when she had her first febrile seizure. [...]
She and landisdad were on the couch watching tv when he noticed that she was unconscious--I was at the other end of our family room.
Although I am not a parent, having my nephews and nieces sick makes me sort of paranoid as an Uncle, so I can sympathize with this lady over here. The story ends happily but you will have to check it out as I won't spoil the details here.