Shouldn't I Be Worried About This?!?!?

Okay, so I walked into my office this morning, after a nice day off, and immediately see ANOTHER dead mouse laying on my floor. I am getting concerned here; whatever is killing these mice is the same thing I am breathing in 12 hours a day.

I went to the hospital again yesterday. There is a three-year old Iraqi boy there who is SO cute. The people here are very malnourished, so he doesn't talk and he is about the size of a one-year old. He has been there for a few weeks for burns on 30% of his body. I don't know what happened to him. He was running a fever and very uncomfortable, so I was fanning him with a piece of paper. He was just staring at me the whole time I was doing it and would cry everytime I stopped to rest my arm. It is sad when I see little children there...