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Chapter 20

Author: Elara B
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Callie

Cass was discharged by 01:45 in the afternoon.

The paediatrician, whom I now knew as Dr. Gale, had been very kind to us throughout his stay at the pediatric ward.

I was at his office with Cass, going over a few details and doctor's instructions before we finally checked out.

“Now that he’s stable and we’ve got the medication sorted, his symptoms should progress significantly. Over time, we would need to put a follow-up plan in place,” he turned to Cass. “You’ll need to be vigilant, kiddo. Rest, hydration. Fewer stressors, if you can help it.”

That sounded a lot. He was a four-year-old kid always getting into some shenanigans. The only way he’d be less active was if he felt physically tired. I might have to sit him down and explain this all over again in simpler, non-doctor terms to him.

Cass sat quietly beside me, his little backpack clutched in his lap. He didn’t say much —just nodded when prompted and smiled when the nurse gave him a sticker.

He was still in the clothes he
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