When’s the last time you pooped?
Gavin came home this evening from his grandparents, while I was on a business call to Boston. I could see on his face when he walked in the door that something was wrong. I asked Gavin if he was okay and he replied with a yes. Unconvinced, I asked him again what was wrong and he finally admitted that he was having chest pain. I had him sit down so I could get a better idea of what's going on. It was pretty obvious that he wasn't feeling well. The pain was taking his breath away and so I needed to find out what was happening. First of all, I asked Gavin to point to where it hurts. I have to keep things very, very simple because he's easily confused…