Raphael was sick again. Splinter had lost count of the number of times Raphael had been bedridden. He suspected an inner ear problem, based off the fact that Raphael would rub on his ear slits often. The young turtle also had a problem with balance due to the infections.
His brothers would taunt him, but he did not let it discourage him. On the contrary, it fueled him. He was a determined child and was driven to keep up with, if not surpass his brothers.
While the others moved through their katas with fluidity, Raphael struggled to maintain balance. There were nights that Splinter would find him alone in the dojo with a look of determination on his face. He would fall, but he would always get back up. There were other days Splinter would find him curled up in the corner, crying but he never did it to where his brothers could see him.
Do to the lack of medicine, Splinter could do little to treat Raphael’s fever. Fortunately they were always low grade and would pass within a