First and foremost, it is not fair for kids to get sick. The discrepancy in energy between children and their parents is the second thing that comes to mind. While we will talk about the specifics of the energy discrepancy another time (most notably, how unfair it is that children, who are fragile and not wise enough to know how badly they can [and often do] hurt themselves, have enough energy to power a small city, while their parents, who are supposed to be keeping them from getting hurt, among the thousands of other things they have to do that are just part of being an adult, hardly have the energy necessary to get up to stay awake), Ellie is sick right now, so I would like to take a moment to talk about the whole kids being sick thing.
Probably won't be seen in this house for a few weeks |
Now, I understand that people get sick all of the time, and that is just a fact of life, but if I could just be sick more often, in place of the kids, that would definitely be preferable. I suppose that, seeing as how I am still working on recovering from the broken ankle, that I should be careful of what I wish for, but I mean it. I am sincerely glad that I broke my ankle, and not one of the kids.
That would be too sad.
And I can only imagine what it's like trying to get a kid with a broken leg to take it easy.
At this moment, Elles has been sick for two days now. She has thrown up so many times that I've lost count. We've gone to the emergency room in the middle of the night, put in calls to her physician, followed their recommendations, etc, and she's just too pathetic. I don't mean that in the mean way. I mean that in the literal sense. She is just so weak right now. It makes me too sad. My heart goes out to anyone who has had to deal with legitimately serious sickness and disease in their children.
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