Well that was a waste of a weekend! Our little man hardly ever gets sick but during the early hours of Friday, he was struck down with a horrid stomach bug. This resulted in the poor mite plastering his high sleeper bed, his desk, (and his brand new laptop), the full length of the corridor, the top of the stairs, our bedroom and both bathrooms with vast amounts of vomit. I’ve never seen so much sick if I’m honest and neither Paul nor I quite knew where to begin with the cleanup. It was quite literally up the walls! I’ve …
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The weekend has finally come around: two whole days without work, after school clubs or any commitments other than a kids party to attend. Yet here we are sofa surfing by a table laden with tissues, thermometers, Calpol and cold drinks – not exactly what we were hoping for. Poor E has come down with what I suspect may be the flu; she has a headache, ear ache, a runny nose, a sore throat, diarrhoea and a slight temperature. Despite sitting snuggled, eyes half-open, she spent the afternoon flat out refusing to have a nap or to rest at all, …
The past twenty-four hours have been hellish, poor E has had us both fraught with worry as she developed an incredible fever throughout the night. Despite dosing E with Calpol (children’s paracetamol), stripping her down and placing a cold cloth upon her forehead her temperature continued to rise up and down spiking at 39.6 degrees celsius earlier this morning. Poor E was shivering and rambling like a drunked as Paul and I desperately tried to cool her down. I had my phone at the ready on my bedside table and half expected to be dialling 999 and driving fifty minutes …