Friday, May 1, 2009

Sick of it all

I woke up to the sounds of scuffling in the hall bathroom. It was 2:30 AM and the second or third time I heard Girlie getting up, so I peeled myself out of bed to investigate.

I poked my head in the door and she said she wasn't feeling well and then broke into a cough. I didn't even have to press my hand against her flushed cheeks to tell she had a fever. I got her some water, dug out the humidifier and Tylenol, and took her temp. Her fever was fairly low, but I gave her some Tylenol anyway turned on the ceiling fan and the Hello Kitty nightlight and tucked her back into bed.

As I slipped back under the covers, Hubs asked me what was going on. I told him Girlie was sick.

"Keep an eye on her." He mumbled.
I knew what he was thinking. The damn Swine flu.

"I know." I whispered. "But her fever isn't very high, and she wasn't achy, so I think it's just a run of the mill virus."

Sure enough, this morning her fever was down and she is feeling a little better. I am keeping her home from school today and hoping that she'll feel fine by the weekend.

So we'll continue washing our hands, like our President advised us to, and wait out the latest crisis du jour with the rest of the country. I dug out the Purell, which I am careful not to overuse, and we'll keep that handy too.

Still, I know that the little bottle of antibacterial goop can't protect us from the worst thing we have ever seen. The Fear Pandemic. We'll worry ourselves to death over oil, money, a flu we caught from the pigs, bankruptcy, Mexico, our mortgages, the layoffs, and the list goes on and on and on.

And we'll all die, just inches from a keyboard tweeting or texting or blogging our last pithy remarks.


Linda Pressman said...

I am just waiting for my kids' school to shut down with no cases of swine flu, but just to be cautious! Just kill me now!

latisha said...

i was worried for the last two days about a scorpion bite i might had missed with sevi's random screams of pain. it's always something.