I now understand why, when I was young and got sick, my mom would go get my medication and come back with what I thought of as treat drinks and foods. She was doing anything she could to get me to eat or drink! I also understand why she would buy me something fun like a book, coloring book, activity book or some other activity I could do while sick. For one, she was trying to keep me entertained by anything other than TV. Two, she felt bad that I was so sick.
Kara has a double ear infection mixed with a cough that occasionally has that seal bark sound. Thankfully her fever is mild and so far she hasn't thrown up. The stomach bug was 2 weeks ago. She will just rest her head on our lap and cry. We've had such a hard time getting food in her that we're going to start offering Jello (I know, it's not really food. But it's something!). I need her to rest and stay inactive so that her body can fight the infections. I'm also trying to tend to Rowan (who just got 2 vaccines). Oh yeah, and get ready for Yule, Adam's birthday, and a trip to Wisconsin. Oh yes, and still maintain the normal routines and needs of the house. So I'm not able to play with Kara, or read to her, in a way that will keep her resting. So, evil idiot box time it is. I have never been so thankful for over 100+ channels, a DVR, DVD and VHS as I have when Kara is sick! I feel so bad that she's so sick and doesn't get to play with friends (she will miss 2 playdates and 2 days of school this week. I can't tell which of us is crying over that more). I want to buy her treats and toys and things to cheer her up. But dang if this kid doesn't have more than she normally plays with anyway. So I restrain myself and say that it's my love, my attention and my compassion she needs more than my gifts.
I know part of my feeling bad for her is because she's been sick a lot lately. She got sick before our trip to Minnesota- stomach bug. Then she got sick on the way home from Minnesota- stomach bug on the plane. And now she's sick again. Oh yeah, that plane trip was very "interesting". She threw up when we were at the airport, we had no clue she was sick. Then she kept throwing up on the plane ride home. And then again a few times at home. We used all the motion sick bags we could get our hands on. The flight attendants were very understanding thankfully. Sadly they were all out of extra bags, thankfully other passengers gave us theirs.
Mom, I understand all you did when I was sick. I hope that my girls feel as comforted and tended to as I did by you!
