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Here's Chivato at 3 years old
Chavez's POV: I was sound asleep when suddenly I heard Chivato crying at first I thought either he was hungry and that he wanted his bottle or he had woken up from a nightmare but I was wrong I got up and walked over towards his crib when I looked into his crib I was shocked his face was flushed red and when he went to swallow it hurt so he started screaming I gently picked him up out of his crib and held him in my arms trying calm him he had a fever I tried giving him his bottle but he kept pushing it away John came worriedly as so did the rest of the boys
Is everything alright Jose? John asked
No John feel him he's awfully warm feel his forehead I replied walking over towards John carrying Chivato in my arms
John felt Chivato's forehead and send Doc and Richard to go get the doctor I sat in a rocking chair next to Chivato's crib I rocked him trying to fall back asleep but it didn't work instead he just kept fussing and moving his little body around in my arms I had wrapped a Navajo blanket around him to keep him warm I looked down at him trying to let him know that I was there he reached up to me and I gently held his little hand in my hand then I kissed his forehead
You're going to be alright little one I whispered softly to him while rocking him
After a couple of minutes Doc and Richard came back with the doctor she asked if she could examine Chivato alone I knew that Chivato was going to be scared of other people if I wasn't with him but she and John reassured me that he was going to be alright after about fifteen minutes the doctor came out I stood up abruptly as if something had just poked me I was anxious and nervous what was she going to find I was worried that he was going to die
Mr Tunstall Jose could I talk to you two for a minute? she asked
Certainly John said
We walked into a small room in the house Chivato was lying down on a table he was shaking like a leaf and moving his little body he was still wrapped up in that Navajo blanket his lip was trembling as if he was scared and was going to start crying I rushed over to him I gently picked him up and held him he started crying a little bit so I gently bounced him and shushed him he looked up at me and smiled a weak smile I smiled softly and kissed his forehead
Jose I'm afraid I've got some bad news the doctor said
I looked at her worriedly I had a feeling that something was wrong that something wasn't right she struggled to find the words and I could tell that her and John were as worried as I was
