I told you all about Eleanor’s vomiting at her cousin’s birthday party. But I realize that I never told you about Eleanor’s previous illness about a month ago. It was really a great moment in parenting for me. She woke up cranky on a Monday morning. This is not unusual. She’s not a morning person. I thought this was just the normal not wanting to get up or get ready for school kinda thing. But she was a little crankier than usual.
She kept saying she didn’t want to go to school and that she was sick. Well, “I’m sick” is one of her favorite ploys to avoid doing anything she doesn’t want to do these days, so I ignored it and took her to school anyway. But that day she really didn’t want to be dropped off and her teacher had to practically pry her off of me so I could leave. Again, this isn’t unheard of, it just doesn’t happen very often and I really did think that it was just a Monday morning thing. Because, really, who doesn’t feel like that on Monday morning. But I still did feel terrible about leaving her.
Well, I was going to feel a whole lot worse about it when I picked her up. Josh and I arrived at school to get her (we pick her up together most days), and were told that she had just been taken out of class to have her temperature taken. Her teacher noticed she was warm late in the day and her eyes were filled with goop! So we took her home for a quick dinner and then over to Urgent Care to have her checked out.
And didn’t I just feel like the best mom ever when they told me that yes she was sick. With Pinkeye! AND she was running a fever! AND she had an ear infection! Well, I just demanded the Mother-of-the-Year award right then and there! Sending a kid that sick to school, that is some fine parenting! Be sure to congratulate me on that one.
So, she had to stay home for a few days, and the best part (by best I mean worst) was that for the next 7 days we got to hold her down and put stinging eye drops in her eyes while she screamed and clawed at us to escape (she’s a fighter). What’s funny is that she doesn’t even flinch when she gets a shot, but about to let us put eye drops in her eyes.
The point of all this is that I want to send Eleanor to school with a surgical mask on or inside of one of those giant plastic bubbles. She is constantly sick. She almost always has at least a cold lately. What is the deal with kids getting each other sick all the time?! I’m so over it! Who’s with me?!