Chapter 4
Plans interrupted
"The dear lad has been sniffling and sneezing all night," said Bilbo as he allowed Dr. Goodbody into Bag-End. Merry came out of Frodo's room with an expression of half-amusement and half-worry on his face.
"He needs another fresh handkerchief, Uncle Bilbo."
"Sounds like Frodo has a bit of a headcold." Dr. Goodbody said sith a small smile. "I'll go and see what I can prescribe for it."
Bilbo led the doctor into Frodo's room just as the tweenager let out another explosive sneeze. "Uncle Bilbo.I'm going to sneeze my head off." The young hobbit whimpered.
"There there, Frodo. Let me have a look at you." Dr. Goodbody came over to Frodo's bedside and placed a hand against his forehead. "You do feel a little warm. How else do you feel?"
"My nose is all clogged up and my head hurts. My throat hurts too." Frodo sneezed once more causing all of the other hobbits to jump.
"Well.first off I'll give you some medicine to ease that sneezing of yours! That would be this bottle here.deconjestant. Give it to him once every hour." Dr. Goodbody set the bottle down on Frodo's nighttable. "Now this one is a fever reducer.that should be administered at least every two to three hours."
Frodo sniffled. "Am I going to be able to go to the party Uncle?" he asked weakly.
Bilbo stroked the lad's head of curly dark hair. "We'll see how you're feeling by tomorrow. If you're still sneezing and coughing like this then we'll have to put it off for another time."
Merry leaned his elbows on his elder cousins' bed and peered into his eyes. "You're going to feel better, Frodo. You just have a cold.you've had worse."
Dr. Goodbody chuckled. "That is true young Meriadoc. Frodo has been through worse. Now.make sure he gets plenty of rest today and plenty of fluids." The doctor patted Frodo on the head. "I'll stop by in a few days to check on your progress."
Frodo's eyes closed and his nose wrinkled, causing Merry to cover his ears. "You do have quite a sneeze for a little one don't you?" the doctor laughed. "Well.I must be off. If he grows worse then send for me immediately.don't wait. I don't want to take any chances with this one."
Bilbo shook Dr. Goodbody's hand and led him back to the front door of Bag-End. Once the doctor was gone, Bilbo returned to his small charge, clucking his tongue before the lad sneezed yet again and began to cry softly. Immediately, Bilbo drew Frodo into a hug and cradled him, murmering words of comfort. Merry looked down at his furry feet.
'He has to get well.' He thought to himself.
"The dear lad has been sniffling and sneezing all night," said Bilbo as he allowed Dr. Goodbody into Bag-End. Merry came out of Frodo's room with an expression of half-amusement and half-worry on his face.
"He needs another fresh handkerchief, Uncle Bilbo."
"Sounds like Frodo has a bit of a headcold." Dr. Goodbody said sith a small smile. "I'll go and see what I can prescribe for it."
Bilbo led the doctor into Frodo's room just as the tweenager let out another explosive sneeze. "Uncle Bilbo.I'm going to sneeze my head off." The young hobbit whimpered.
"There there, Frodo. Let me have a look at you." Dr. Goodbody came over to Frodo's bedside and placed a hand against his forehead. "You do feel a little warm. How else do you feel?"
"My nose is all clogged up and my head hurts. My throat hurts too." Frodo sneezed once more causing all of the other hobbits to jump.
"Well.first off I'll give you some medicine to ease that sneezing of yours! That would be this bottle here.deconjestant. Give it to him once every hour." Dr. Goodbody set the bottle down on Frodo's nighttable. "Now this one is a fever reducer.that should be administered at least every two to three hours."
Frodo sniffled. "Am I going to be able to go to the party Uncle?" he asked weakly.
Bilbo stroked the lad's head of curly dark hair. "We'll see how you're feeling by tomorrow. If you're still sneezing and coughing like this then we'll have to put it off for another time."
Merry leaned his elbows on his elder cousins' bed and peered into his eyes. "You're going to feel better, Frodo. You just have a cold.you've had worse."
Dr. Goodbody chuckled. "That is true young Meriadoc. Frodo has been through worse. Now.make sure he gets plenty of rest today and plenty of fluids." The doctor patted Frodo on the head. "I'll stop by in a few days to check on your progress."
Frodo's eyes closed and his nose wrinkled, causing Merry to cover his ears. "You do have quite a sneeze for a little one don't you?" the doctor laughed. "Well.I must be off. If he grows worse then send for me immediately.don't wait. I don't want to take any chances with this one."
Bilbo shook Dr. Goodbody's hand and led him back to the front door of Bag-End. Once the doctor was gone, Bilbo returned to his small charge, clucking his tongue before the lad sneezed yet again and began to cry softly. Immediately, Bilbo drew Frodo into a hug and cradled him, murmering words of comfort. Merry looked down at his furry feet.
'He has to get well.' He thought to himself.