It all started on Wednesday. P3 had a restless night which is a little unusual for her but we headed off to playgroup blaming it on the new bottom tooth that was poking through. She was super clingy which is very unlike her and even the other mummies commented on it. She felt a little hot so I took her home. That afternoon she came up with a slight rash on her legs. I did the usual glass test and they disappeared which was reassuring. Her temperature was high but not worryingly high.
On Thursday the rash had got much worse, it covered her legs and arms with a few on her tummy. Her temperature was nearly 39 and she spent the day either sitting on the sofa, cuddled in my arms or in bed. She had four naps instead of the usual one nap. We were giving calpol religiously yet her temp was not dropping at all. She wasn’t right and by 4pm we decided she needed to see the doctor. The doctor sent us to hospital as they were worried about the temperature not dropping.
The hospital were amazing as usual. They checked her over several times, monitored her temperature and got us to collect a urine sample. That is much easier said than done and is basically a sanitary pad put inside the nappy, but if they poop you have to start again. Thankfully we were able to collect s sample pretty quickly and when they tested it and it came back negative to infections we were allowed to go home. We were advised that it is most likely a really bad viral infection that will take a few days to get over. We got a KFC on the way home and I came back to a spotless downstairs thank to my MiL who was looking after the other two.
On Friday, I woke up feeling rotten but it was manageable. By the evening I had a high temperature and between P3 waking every hour or so screaming, I was tossing and turning in a sweaty mess and so was hubby. I was absolutely dreading the day ahead of us with P3 ill and both of us ill too.
Saturday was terrible. I spent my day switching between laying in bed and laying on the sofa depending on where the girls wanted to be. They were so bored and demanding but I just had no energy to deal with it. Hubby was outside fixing the car all day and so I had no choice but to carry on. P3 spent most of the day crying over silly things and the other two were arguing pretty much continuously.
Sunday wasn’t any better. I feel physically a bit better but have no energy still with my head feeling blurry and empty. P1 and P2 are coming down with it now as they have high temperatures. P1 is complaining that she’s tired and she’s seeing two things. P2 is being naughtier and more defiant than ever which is great when you have no energy. P3 is crying all the time and I can’t figure out what to do to make her stop. We’re all so ill and it’s so draining and incredibly boring when we are a family who spend a lot of time out and about.
We’ve got to rest to get better. How do you cope when you’re ill as a parent?