The three days I took off because of my kid's school's half-days, ended up being three days off at home with a sick kid. It wasn't as much of a bummer as you'd expect. You see, my son is the best sick kid in the world. He's normally feisty and stubborn and so active that just watching him sucks the energy right out of me. But when he's sick, he becomes my idea of a perfect child. He's mellow, sleeps a lot, doesn't argue, and becomes super-polite. Lethargic on him is like normal on me. I'm sure people think I'm crazy when I describe him as lethargic and he's chatting away but if they knew him, they'd know I'm not crazy.
Day 1: He napped for a few hours, so guess what I did? I napped, too! It felt so goooood to relax for a while and not feel guilty that I should be doing something because, goddammit, my kid was sick! I needed to be right there in case he needed me!
Day 2: He felt a little bit better. No napping and he got a visit from his big sis while I was at a dental appointment. That brightened up his day for sure.
Day 3: Enough already. I took him to the doctor. It's probably just viral. Rest and fluids. Ya know what that means? I was doing the right thing by keeping him home and lazy! However, since he was feeling better (not 100%, but better), we did the food shopping I'd put off since he got sick Monday night. Damn, it feels good to have a fully stocked fridge and cabinets again!
So, now it's decision time. Go to school tomorrow so he doesn't miss any full days, doesn't miss his vocabulary and reading comprehension tests, and can make up the math test he missed today OR stay home since it's only one day until the weekend and so he doesn't get his classmates sick? Dilemma. And on that note, I'm going to go ponder.
