Mind over body

We have a mean flu bug working its way through the house. It hit my 6 year old pretty hard today. He's been running a fever and this afternoon, he fell asleep for a couple of hours on the couch. When he woke up, his temperature was about 102. I asked him how he felt. He looked up at me with his flushed face and fevery eyes, swallowed uncomfortably and said with a suprising amount of feeling, "I feel great, mom! Thanks."
Either it's the power of positive thinking or he's inherited his father's extreme distaste for taking medicine. :)

Update: The motrin has kicked in and he just came to me and said, "I bet if you took my temperature now it would say 'P' for 'perfect' " LOL