Clinging to My Children's Health

I wrote recently about the daily contemplations and my need to accept that my children will get ill. Today, my DS came down with a fever right before bedtime. I put him down to bed and am wringing my hands.

After the death of a young girl in our town from the flu, I am very nervous about my son's fever.
It's simple: I get ridiculously nervous at times like these.

What if his fever spikes in the middle of the night, and I don't know it? What if he has the flu? What if he starts having breathing problems in the middle of the night and I am unaware? What if . . . ? The end of that sentence goes all the way to the unimaginable for a parent.

I wish I could let go.