8.50 am-wave Cathal off to school perfectly fine and dandy.
9.15 am-"ring ring, Neasa, it's the school, come quick, somethings wrong with Cathal"
He fainted in his seat and fell to the floor banging his head in the process. His temperature shot up and he was surrounded by 4 teachers swaddled in wet cloths when I arrived. He then starts vomiting. I rush him to the doc to be told it's a "virus"
11.30 am-"If I have to tell you to stop hopping on the settee once more I'm sending you back to school, I don't care if you saw a bright light"
What's next I wonder? Bubonic plaugue?