Dear John -- You're Poor Wee Immune System.

Dear John,

You've not been your usual happy self this week. In fact, you've not been very well at all.

After a return trip to the doctors regarding your reoccurring chest infections, everything seemed fine. That was until Monday morning. You woke up with a sky high temperature and a mood like no other. All the signs were pointing at the start of yet another course of antibiotics for your chest, which would have also resulted in a referral to the respiratory department of our children's hospital for X-rays.

Thankfully the doctor advised us you've just got a virus at present but that given your history it is likely to spread to your chest. He expects to see us back later this week for those antibiotics...

Last night, Mummy had to work so you went to spend the night at Granny & Papas. By all reports you seemed to be in better fettle which was a relief -- maybe we'll escape another chest infection yet! That being said, you woke this morning with an awful spotty rash on your chin. Cue an impetigo/hand, foot & mouth scare. Another trip to the doctors will be in order come morning.

When you first started nursery, everyone warned me that you'd catch every cough, cold and disease going. And boy were they right. I try to keep positive in reminding myself that at least if you catch all these childhood illnesses early, they're done & dusted, and one less thing to worry about come school age. For now though we'll carry on with cuddly nights in Mummy & Daddy's bed, followed by days on the couch watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.