Scared shitless pt1

It's Saturday morning, just gone 6AM and I'm sleeping off my alcohol-filled birthday nightout when my phones goes off with a txt from the ex. She's worried about my son's temperature saying it's too hot and she's waiting to hear back from the doc. I lug myself out of bed and go take a piss then I sit down to try and get brain working enough to send a reply. I don't even get to start when she phones me saying she's been told to bring him into the hospital.

Oh shit!

So with a renewed panic I got myself a shower and then got ready (minus the breakfast). She picked me up since I was still wasn't completely sober and therefore unable to drive and we headed to the hospital with sleeping boy in tow. He seemed happy to see me when he woke up but his temperature was normal by the time we arrived. Still, the doc checked him out and said he couldn't see anything wrong with him. We both noted however that he wasn't walking properly and was staggering with a few steps but he advised us to just keep our eye on him.

Now I know what you're thinking - paranoid parents but here's why we were both worrying. 3 days prior he'd had his MMR innoculation which has been fairly controversial in this country. It vaccinates against Measles, Mumps and Reubella and they used to give an injection for each but now they have this all-in-one thing. The controversy has come about due to some side-effects but the government's official stance was that it was advisable to get it. His staggering seemed to disappear later on so all seemed fine.