Preparations for the second test against the West Indies at Adelaide were thrown into disarray when a member of my team projectile vomited over my left shoulder. Having endured 24 hours in transit and the subsequent jet lag , it was clear that Casper was not match fit.
An anxious few days followed, during which he managed to keep almost nothing down. Our first journey out as a family turned out to be to the Mater children’s hospital, where the doctors diagnosed ‘Gastro’ (a word more commonly superseded by ‘pub’ in my experience) and reassured us Casper was dealing with as well as could be hoped, no biggy.
A week since the hospital outing and Casper has fully recovered and is enjoying life down under nearly as much as I am. Which is more than can be said for some of the unfortunates he passed the bug onto.
