My little girl is ill. It started with a fever Friday. Having just finished a bout of strep throat with R, I thought we knew what we were fighting. K has now had two negative strep tests, two negative flu swabs and a clear chest x-ray...despite antibiotics and no clear diagnosis, she is on day three of chills and a fever that is hovering around 102, but has spiked as high as 105. We had blood work today that ruled out infection. For now it appears this is a mean, nasty virus.
So, I have a few days ahead with a constant companion and am trying to keep the rest of the family from getting whatever she has. This is complicated by the fact that K has her hands in her nose or her mouth constantly. Prayer, Tylenol and hand washing seem to be our only weapons in this fight at the moment.
Additionally, I am scheduled to have my gall bladder removed Friday, so it would really stink to have two (or more) of us down and out simultaneously.
Tonight my husband attempted to give her a lesson on germs and the importance of hand washing and keeping her hands out of her mouth. I overheard part of it from an adjacent room. I could tell he was trying SO HARD to speak on her level. A minute or two later he walked out chuckling.
He explained to me that when he finished his thorough explanation of germs to his captivated little febrile audience, he said,"Sweetie, do you understand what Daddy is telling you?"
She looked up at him with her big brown eyes and a face that lives to please him and slowly shook her head No. Such precious honesty!
He later laughed that he should have just stopped at "Hand washing is really very important to keep others from getting sick."
It is a good reminder for me in parenting and life in general. We are generally best served to just keep it simple.