My son was running a high fever—nearly 40°C—and trembling in my arms as I repeatedly called my husband. He finally answered, snapping, “Stop making such a big deal out of this. She needs me tonight.”
My seven-year-old son was burning with a fever of 103.8°F, shaking so v:iolently that his teeth clicked against my shoulder. As I carried Noah from the bathroom toward the car, I called my husband...