Y has "it"!!!
Friday, November 6, 2009 at 9:36AM
I was hesitant to write this post until the official words came out of the doctors mouth. Even as we were sitting in the office last evening, I was feeling pretty sure he would say that it's just an ear infection/cold combo. But instead these were the words he spoke after peeking in Y's ears and listening to his nine year old chest: "Mrs X, I feel pretty confident in saying that Y has what's being called the H1N1 virus." Shit...and "I'm afraid that we've missed the 48 hour window to prescribe Tamiflu." Shit again! What kind of mother misses the window? Oh right, I know...the WORST MOTHER EVER...MOI!!! Really, what was I thinking? He has asthma. Why didn't I hightail to the doctor the second he spiked a fever? Because you don't ever want to believe that your child will get "it". The good news is that as of last night (48hours into it) his chest is clear, and that is very good news. We seem to have made it through the fever part of this flu, but this is a tricky little piggy, and the fever can return at any point through the illness. Now we're onto the coughing portion of the show. This is where kids with asthma can become particularly vulnerable. So what do we do? We wait, and watch, and listen. And that is the frustrating part. Waiting for something, or better yet, nothing to happen. The doctor feels confident that he should be back at school by Monday. Six days of feeling lousy seems to the pattern for kids. I will apologize in advance to everyone on his hockey team. I will likely haul his swine fluey little butt to the arena for the team photograph tomorrow morning. We can't miss that. When The Daddy was a boy, he played baseball with Mike Weir (the golfer), and guess what game he missed? Right. Team picture day. That team picture is now featured in Mikes book. I'm not taking that chance. What if Y is the famous one and all his team mates have no proof they once played hockey with the famous Y? I know, I know...WORST. MOTHER. EVER!
Just want to send a huge shout out to my gf's who have been so fabulous with their help and offers of help. Don't worry girls, I'm totally not offended that you're standing two feet away when you're at my door!!!
Happy to report that Y is much better and back to driving us nuts again! Just like an eight year old boy should.
Foolishly took Y to Family Skate Day, a school event, now he's horizontal again! WORST. PARENTS. EVER. I'm not taking all the blame for this one!









Reader Comments (3)
You're a WONDERFUL MOM, MOMMY. ALWAYS! I hope Y feels better real soon. Healing vibes are floating his way as I write.
I just read your post again and wanted to add... I love your perspective in feeling bad for Y's teammates, in believing his absence for the photo would be robbing them of proof that they once played on the same team as this person who will possibly (most likely?) become famous.
Way to support your team, Mommy!!!
I hope Y's feeling much better?!
It's not you - It's part of the illness. They seem better so you let them do something and they relapse. W was bouncing off the walls Friday evening and Saturday. I let him go trick or treating - then he was flat on his back until Wednesday