So it’s happened. After my years of boasting how healthy my children were (not discussing the Dude’s Era of Ear Infections), I’ve had yet another first as a mom: flu. Dammit.
But wait! There’s more. To make the occasion even more memorable and special, we also had a stomach virus.
Felix was the first to get wonky. He woke up early Monday AM raving. He felt hot so I fed him meds and we went back to sleep. By the time school came around (I was at the office), he seemed absolutely fine. Will sent them both off to school, staying home himself after because he was feeling puny. When the school called me that afternoon, I wasn’t surprised – at first. It wasn’t Felix they wanted me to pick up. It was Stella, who had barfed all over the gym and then proceeded to fill up the trash can outside. Will scooped them both up at the same time, just as Felix started falling ill again.
Stella got over hers pretty quick, only missing 1 complete day of school. Felix was strange. He would be OK during the day only to run hotter than lava at night. Finally it was time to call in the professional. Over the river and through the woods, to the pediatrician we went. Flu was confirmed. He’s only the 12th case out of 232 (just in that practice!!) that has had the flu after getting vaccinated. That’s also why he wasn’t completely miserable for the past 3 days, actually able to run around normally during the day. Today he’s bouncing off the walls, hanging with his MyMom and watching plant documentaries. He could’ve gone to school, but I wanted to really adhere to that 24 hour minimum no temp rule this time. He’ll go back tomorrow fo sho.
I will say this: for 2 days I was rather vocal that there was no way Felix had the flu. I mean, it’s been about 10 years since I’ve had it, but I remember it like it was yesterday. You wish for death. You can’t hold your eyelids open because they hurt. Everything hurts. That is not what my son experienced, thankfully. If not for the shot, he may have had a much worse go of it.
So yeah. Smartasses out there will likely make snide comments such as “See? The shot doesn’t even work,” and they can kiss my flu-free ass. Because (knocking on all the damn wood) I’ve been snuggling with my flu-ridden son all week and I’m well enough to tell the tale.
So the flu AND a stomach virus in the span of 48 hours. What has me terrified now is what if the streams cross? So far, the Dude’s stomach has been normal, and Stella hasn’t had any issues with fever or aches. These woods are dark, deep, and strange. We’re nowhere near the end of them.
Stay well out there, y’all. It’s a doozy of a year for the sicknesses.