Another Few Days, More Worries

 I wish I could say things have gotten easier and better but that just wouldn't be true.  Gabe woke up this morning with a fever of 103°, coughing his poor sweet head off, and a pounding headache. He threw up and I don't know quite what's wrong yet. I think I need to take him to a doctor. He claims he's going to be okay but I don't want to risk it. I also got a message from my aunt in Austria; she hasn't been feeling well for almost 2 months and has been in the hospital. Obviously, this sent alarm bells ringing in my head and I can't turn them off. I'm not ready to lose anyone else and I need to be here for him still; I don't know how well we could both grieve at the same time. I'm trying so hard to keep my shit together but it's been so difficult. I don't know what to do. I haven't told him my aunt is sick yet; I think I should wait until he feels better. Gabe should be my first priority and he is but if anything happens to my aunt my mom is going to need me too. I absolutely hate this.  I guess that's enough for now.