Poor wee man

Lincoln got sent home from pre school today. He started the day ok and went downhill. He kept going downhill until 8pm when I took his temperature at 39.5. I called health line and they said their advice was that he see a doctor within 6 hours. So we made the all too familiar trek to the after hours. He was diagnosed with possible tonsillitis (nothing too serious - not to the point of getting them out). The whole ordeal was a 3 hour round trip and we got home at about 11.50pm. Lincoln stayed awake the whole time. I have no idea how! He's drifting off to sleep now at just after midnight. My blip is keeping me awake long enough to make sure he goes down ok, then we'll all be having some much needed sleep.