My son was always full of life. A very big daddy's boy, he loved to play outdoors, in our family's ski boat, and pretend to waterski. He was known for his beautiful smile to all who knew him, and stopped many strangers with his love to say hi to everyone, he truly loved all people.
One Tuesday this past May 2009 he started to not feel so well, a low grade fever. He had had three rounds of pneumonia this past winter, and diagnosed with asthma, so, of course, our main concern was his breathing.
By morning on Wednesday, the fever was lower and he was his usual full of energy self. Come Thursday afternoon, his fever returned, this time higher.