A weak week

Hi, everyone. This is Hamako.

I got an influenza and that week had too hard experience.
Can somebody listen to my story?
It has almost to do with my younger son.

Last Wednesday, my younger son (he's second grade) cut his head at near our house.
It seemed a tiny injury.
Luckily, there is a hospital. It's within one minute walk from our house.
I took him with my baby daughter (she's one year old).

When my elder son (he's fourth grade) cut his head, he got out a great deal of blood.
A whole white towel stained with that blood.
I called an ambulance.
(Back then, there was no hospital near our house. We moved in here
last spring.)

So first, I didn't worry so much.
But he was getting ill. He said "I felt sick."
A doctor and a nurse to lay him on a bed.
Something wrong with him!
He showed barely reaction for our talk.
A doctor took an X-ray.
He said "there is something...a shadow..."
"We have no CT scan. I'll call an another hospital.
Can you bring him there by 5.30pm?"

I harried back our house with my baby daughter.
My elder son had not come back home yet.
I looked for a neighbor and explained what is happening.
She took our house's spare key and I wrote down a message for him
and put it our front door.
I called my husband.
I crammed some diapers and treat for my baby into a bag and grabbed her baby car.
We got in our car.
I picked my younger son up and went to an another hospital.

He took a CT and we get back the first hospital.
What a relief...
He is OK.
He got a brain concussion, but it's OK.
Wow...Thanks. Thanks. Thanks.
He took three stitches.

It was a long day. I was very nervous.
First, he cut his head at 4.00pm.
Then we back home at 8.00pm.
My elder son had made a cup noodle and ate it when we arrived home.
Neighbors invited him each house, but he stayed our home, alone.
He said, "I thought my brother is dead... perhaps.
I cry..."
They're so packed brothers, like a best friend where from my younger son was born.
I hugged him...

Next day, my younger son went to school happily.
Because that day was a "焼き芋 party day."
He is greedy boy(^^)
Nothing stop to him.
Then, guess what?
He got an influenza...
Next morning, he groaned, "I'm tired, tired, tired."
I thought he wanted to get away from study.
I said, “No, you must go to school!”
At afternoon, I called from school because he got fever...

My younger son said this after he lay on his futon.
He got satisfaction, and sorrow.
Because he could go to a "焼き芋 party day."
And he will never go to a hiking. It was held next Tuesday.
My elder son stacked with his brother every day.

I've a stomachache since I got an influenza which from my younger son.
It get me down over whole week.
But what a joy, my dearest husband, elder son and daughter are safe.
Then, I'm happy.

But this is never ending?
The day before yesterday mornig, he groaned, "I'm sleepy, sleepy, sleepy."
I said, "you must go to school!"
Then I took an call from his elementary school.
A teacher said, "your younger son have a fever. Please come pick him up?"
What's happen to him?
I know.
He never wear a kakebuton or moufu at night.
Fuuu...

Thank you for listen to my long lazily story.
Bye.