Swine Boo
With very little additional encouragement I could really learn to hate Halloween. I can't think of another day on my calendar that there is so much build up to that most year somehow lets me down. While there are a few good memories (the year Dan came over with zombie and vampire themed games, one or two worth while parties), I mostly associate Halloween with being bored waiting for children to come by, being left out or having to excuse myself from parties and outing etc.
This year I specifically asked Andy if I could take Kate out Trick or Treating as I thought that would be more interesting then handing out candy. Kate and I had been planning her costume since August (I'm impressed at her single mindedness as to what she wanted to be). And while I suspect she was going to spend a lot of time explaining she was dressed as Coraline, it would have been really cute.
But when I picked her up from daycare on Thursday, Biata warned me that she'd had to send another girl home with a fever, and low and behold by bed time Kate was coughing and running a slight fever. By morning she clearly had the flu. Yesterday, she sort of said, "Oh no, the parties" (school, day care, Sparks) and then collapsed on the couch for the day. She kept asking me to take her temperature hoping somehow, to get better so she could go out tonight. But I knew she was doomed. By the time Andy got home last night, her temp was up to 104 and she was making weird wheezing sounds when she breathed. It was too late for a walk in clinic so Andy packed her off to the Emergency ward. Now the good news is we've gotten her temp down and the wheezing is in her throat not her lungs. But the hospital doctor basically told us she shouldn't have any interaction with children for the next 7 days. So that put an end to pretty much any Halloween fun. I don't suppose Andy and I should even hand out candy now as we're likely infective too and you can transmit the virus a day or two before you get any symptoms. That's OK, Kate can have some of what I bought to make up for what she won't get tonight. I can feel Kate's disappointment from across the room. I wish I could some how fix this but I just can't thing of any way to make it better.
This year I specifically asked Andy if I could take Kate out Trick or Treating as I thought that would be more interesting then handing out candy. Kate and I had been planning her costume since August (I'm impressed at her single mindedness as to what she wanted to be). And while I suspect she was going to spend a lot of time explaining she was dressed as Coraline, it would have been really cute.
But when I picked her up from daycare on Thursday, Biata warned me that she'd had to send another girl home with a fever, and low and behold by bed time Kate was coughing and running a slight fever. By morning she clearly had the flu. Yesterday, she sort of said, "Oh no, the parties" (school, day care, Sparks) and then collapsed on the couch for the day. She kept asking me to take her temperature hoping somehow, to get better so she could go out tonight. But I knew she was doomed. By the time Andy got home last night, her temp was up to 104 and she was making weird wheezing sounds when she breathed. It was too late for a walk in clinic so Andy packed her off to the Emergency ward. Now the good news is we've gotten her temp down and the wheezing is in her throat not her lungs. But the hospital doctor basically told us she shouldn't have any interaction with children for the next 7 days. So that put an end to pretty much any Halloween fun. I don't suppose Andy and I should even hand out candy now as we're likely infective too and you can transmit the virus a day or two before you get any symptoms. That's OK, Kate can have some of what I bought to make up for what she won't get tonight. I can feel Kate's disappointment from across the room. I wish I could some how fix this but I just can't thing of any way to make it better.