|At the cottage, teaching him to build a fire.|
I'll stop there.
The point is I felt so helpless.
I wanted so desperately to be able to fix it for him, (apparently I'm a 'fixer'), but couldn't do anything but wait it out.
I think having a sick child might be one of the worst feelings you can experience. Everything within you wants to help your kid. If there was a way to take the sickness on yourself, you'd do it in a heartbeat. Anything to make your kid feel better.
I guess I'm gaining a better understanding of what people mean when they talk about "a father's heart".