After evaluating his oxygen levels and breathing, an ambulance was called to transport him to the hospital.
He. Loved. It. LOVED it. Every minute of it.
Each time we stopped at a stop light, he grinned, signed, "More!" "Truck!" until we rolled once again.
He was admitted to Levine Children's Hospital with a tenative diagnosis of the flu.
I'm thanful we live in a city with a first class children's hospital; I just wish we didn't need to experience it first hand.
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