Gut-wrenching and just wrong to look at, but Oskar is in hospital and we hope on the mend already. Pneumonia grabbed a hold in his left lung, after a couple of weeks of different colds from daycare.
I recall being in a hospital once when I was a kid, after I broke my arm. Maybe one other time briefly in ER when I was deliriously ill with a fever. So far since having a child I've seen the inside of a hospital for a major stay three times, and countless visits in the run-up to his birth. Sign of the times?
He is very sad, especially that he won't be there to say goodbye to Grandpa.
