This week has been dominated by being sick, again.
For the first half of the week, we had Mr K and his fever. We ended up at the doctor’s on Monday when Mr K woke up wheezing. She diagnosed it as a cold manifesting particularly badly and had him on a nebuliser. It’s the second time this has happened, and it was less upsetting for me this time though more so for him. It did work, though, which is the main thing. He’s now on three medicines – one for cold-related congestion, one to relieve the itchiness of his skin (not sure if that does anything) and one for his cough (montelukast, for asthma and seasonal allergies).
By the second half of the week, his fever was gone but he was still lethargic and grumpy with little appetite and an unwillingness to rest. The rest of us, in the meantime, had caught it – E had developed a nasty cough, I had a cold and R had a man-cold. I don’t know for sure that it’s adenovirus, nor if it makes a huge difference to know or not – it’s nasty, this virus, whichever way you look at it.
I had to cancel work on Wednesday because Mr K was still sick, and an outing with an acquaintance when E started getting sick on Thursday and and K still hasn’t really recovered. I did make it to work on Friday, though, at one of the kindergartens where I was working last year before maternity leave and I look set to actually get that one back for the rest of this year.
Finally, we managed to finish the week on a fun note with the childcare summer festival. Mr K had a fantastic time, romping around and trying out all the activities he could find regardless of whether or not he “got” them. Like last year, I was impressed by the huge effort the staff went to and I’ll be looking forward to going again next year!
There’s nothing like getting a cold in the middle of summer to realize what a misnomer it is. It’s horribly hot now while still being just as humid as ever. It’s going to get into the mid 30s for most of next week, urgh.
Here’s to hoping everyone gets a bit healthier, anyway!