I called the school today to let them know that Abby wouldn't be at school today due to the nearly 103 degree temperature she'd been sporting since the middle of last night. The receptionist asked us to describe her symptoms so she could "make sure it wasn't H1N1." Okay, that's not entirely unreasonable, but lets take a look at the situation. Doctors aren't doing much bloodwork for H1N1 at this point, simply because they know it's *not going to kill any more people than your average flu.* So, even if I DID take her to the doctor, chances are he wouldn't be able to tell me that's what it was either. So, neither of us are qualified to make that call, but that didn't stop her from asking. It's just not.. logical.
For the record, she's got a fever and a headache, but.. that's about it. Some stomach upset, but nothing that's got her in the bathroom. She's content to lay around and watch tv, but that's not highly unusual in a 7 year old.
Bummer though, we were going to take the girls out to the movies to see "Where the Wild Things Are" Love Sendak's comment on the whole rumor that the movie is too scary for kids.
"Reporter: "What do you say to parents who think the Wild Things film may be too scary?"
Sendak: "I would tell them to go to hell. That's a question I will not tolerate."
Reporter: "Because kids can handle it?"
Sendak: "If they can't handle it, go home. Or wet your pants. Do whatever you like. But it's not a question that can be answered."
from:
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/sfmoms/detail?entry_id=49362 Because of his commentary, I will go see this movie with my children. Twice.
Thank you! I believe in the version of Red Riding Hood where the hunter cuts grandma out of the wolves stomach and replaces them with hot stones and then throws the wolf in the lake so he drowns while he's burning from the inside out. I believe in the version of The Little Mermaid where her feet bleed because when she dances she feels like she dancing on daggers and in the end she DIES. The make believe scaries I can help my children deal with- that's part of learning how to grow up. I can't help them understand the real scaries- like AIDS, or that good old standby war, because I'm an adult and these things still scare me. Kids need to believe that in the end it all works out. Yes, it's at best a half truth, but one threat to my kids that I absolutely will NOT TOLERATE is them losing one ounce of their innocence before it's time. And so, I lie to them or don't tell them exactly how dangerous and how frightening the whole sad human race is. Because I love them.