ds had meningitis in the summer so I am a bit worried about him being poorly again - not getting meningitis again just feeling ill if i can help it. So, after yesterdays's constant sleeping/ crying/ high temperature and no sleep last night, I made an appointment for this morning. Right up until we got there he was crawling after me sobbing, etc. Get in, he starts giggling, smiling, temperature vanishes, etc etc doctor tries to be kind, pretends to take me seriously, but is obviously thinking hypochondriac/ fussy mother. I am so . Luckily he coughed in the appointment...