Good Sunday everyone!
It's been quite a while since a Geek Dad post, and I thought it was time I tackled an issue that has been ripe in my house hold for the past couple of months:
Illness and the mess that follows
You see ever since my youngling started attending Day Care roughly this time last year we've been inundated with runny noses, bad tummies and all manner of horrible viruses, and the reason I am convinced is because of other children.
It's strange, my daughter was around 6 months when she first started day care (give or take 3 months either side) and until then she had not once experienced a single runny nose or upset tummy.
Since attending day care, that is an extremely reoccurring event.
I don't blame daycare, it's not their fault, no I blame the other parents, the ones who arrive to pick up their kids with cigarettes in hand moaning and shouting at the top of their voice about how much they hate their ex-husband.
But anyway, all of that aside, the end result is my little Moo has been very unwell the past year, however if it wasn't for her 'mess' you'd never have guessed.
But at the same time, I am reluctant to blame it all on viruses, as the hot weather hasn't helped either.
You see just like me and my wife, my little one doesn't do we'll with heat, and I do not see it as a co-incidence that during the heat wave she also was suffering from a spat of vomiting.
This is the first type if mess that we've encountered that is illness related. Something that is quite horrible to watch, to see the shock and surprise in her eyes and complete lack of understanding as to why it is happening, but then the quick relief that follows once it is all over.
Next up is the poo. The torrent of horrible, foul smelling mess that just seems to cling to everything, but other than this, she is still her usual self, running around like a mad woman, laughing and giggling.
It's strange and something I can not relate to, for as soon as I get ill, I feel horrible, and laughing and giggling us the last thing I want to do.
And this was what happened last Monday. Unfortunately the entire family ended up coming down with a tummy bug, and the Moo wasn't allowed into day care as a result.
It was then that the strangest of things happened, despite never wanting to leave the loo, or move my head from a sick bowl, I did. Not only that but I entertained my daughter, fed her, changed her and bathed her before putting her to bed and resuming feeling sorry for myself.
I don't know how it is possible, how someone can go from being physically unable to move from feeling so weak, to being able to completely look after their youngling and not need to worry about themselves at all.
It's one of the things that I love about being a parent, it has meant that some things I previously would have been unable to deal with, without actually being sick myself (vomit and poo for example) I can now deal with with the upmost of ease.
On that note, stay safe and I'll see you Cryptside!
- Your friendly neighbourhood Doctor Loxley