Yesterday, after the ping-pong afternoon, Paul had a fever of 38.5 at 10pm and we rushed him at Chelsea Westminster Hospital. Upon arrival, his fever fell but we had to stay in hospital for the night and most of today. Paul was mostly unwell as his ulcers peaked in his mouth, throat and lips.
As Paul found it difficult to even drink (forget food), he had to be hydrated by serum. He couldn't even smile, that is until a 2m tall, blond, blue-eyed swedish consultant appeared.
Luckily, his fever was mostly gone by then, so we managed to get away with no intravenous antibiotics. Jean-Paul, Anne-Marie and Christiane were also helping in crushing all kinds of food and trying to convince him to eat. Finally, he had an ice-cream, some stuffed cabbage, a banana with chocolate, some honey ... Not too bad after all.
We got out of hospital at 5pm today.