Into every life a little rain/cliché must fall. And a little bacteria too. The doctor diagnosed 'Angina'. In French to a French person, that means 'Tonsilitis'. To me, on the cusp of understanding this, at times, frankly incomprehensible lingo, this was catastrophic news. In a flash I thought - A heart complaint - at nine months old! Perhaps it was that chocolate I gave last month. O no!! Hospitals! Undertakers! Two minutes and a dictionary search later "It's just a sore throat for chrsit's sake! Why all this medicine then?" As you can see here, though, she wasn't quite herself.
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