Eldest daughter was sick on Canada Day. Bummer, eh? Weird thing - she was sick on Canada Day last year too. That's not a trend I'd like to continue.
Her day started out ok, although she didn't eat much breakfast. That's weird because she'll eat half her day's calories at breakfast most mornings. By lunch time she was laying around - like too exhausted to keep her head up. And she was flushed, all not a good sign.
I gave her some acetaminophen since she told me her throat hurt. I think modern medicine is fabulous. She perked back up, her fever settled a bit and we managed to move through some more of the day.
As you may know, we were having family over and there was fence building going on for our Canada Day celebrations. We ladies took the kids downtown to an Art Festival/Sale which they were very keen to go to, but tired of in about 20 minutes. Especially Eldest who was starting to flag again by this time. I love wandering through these things, and we saw some people we knew - also fun. But we quickened our pace as I was afraid we may be moving toward Eldest being "actually" sick.
Both kids fell asleep in the car on the way home. Then they both went to bed for naps for the rest of the afternoon. There is something so peaceful about sleeping children - especially when you know they aren't feeling well. You can just picture their little cells all at war inside their little bodies while they sleep. But after 2 hours of nap I knew they needed to get up. It was after 5pm by this time.
Younger daughter got up with just a bit of protest - Eldest needed to be removed from our bed and carried downstairs. She was not feeling well at all. I gave her more acetaminophen but even that didn't perk her up. Then I suggested a bath. Well, after 5 minutes in the tub she yells out at me (because her ears were under water), "I guess all I needed was a bath! I feel better!!" So she relaxed in there for 20 minutes and then came back downstairs all pepped back up.
It's so nice to see them perk up after all the lethargy of being sick. Both the girls stayed up well past their bedtimes, but went to bed alright when I finally got them there. And they slept in somewhat the next morning.
Eldest was not in a good way the following morning again. She stayed home with Dad while I had to go to work. I took Youngest to Day Care then returned to get my stuff in order to go to work. Eldest was very sad I could not stay home with her. I know most of it was the fever talking, but it broke my heart when she let loose with the tears.
However, when I returned home in the evening (after a few messages back and forth with Dad during the day) I found Eldest sitting at the end of the driveway just waiting for me to get home. She seemed to be doing pretty good, and told me she wasn't sick at all! But she also needed a giant hug because she hadn't seen me all day. Boy kids sometimes can be super cute!
There's nothing quite like the Mom Guilt of leaving a kid sick at home, even though you know full well whomever is there (Dad, Grandma, Auntie) will take extra special care of them while you can't be there. Looks like I had nothing to worry about in this case. After some morning quiet time (tv and couch resting) she was fine. They went out to do some stuff, then I guess she rested a bit more in the afternoon but then was up and peppy and we haven't looked back since.
In my view, it was a long 2 days, but now things are on the up and up. I'd better get Eldest to bed before much longer. She should still have the chance to get some extra rest if she needs it. And I'm feeling like I could use some extra rest myself!