The season of sickness continues unabated at our house. It seems like we are only well for a few days before the coughing and runny noses return. I'm at my wit's end, I give the kids excellent vitamin and nutritional supplements every day, make sure that they go to bed on-time, which for them is 7pm (my favourite time of the day!) and yet they continue to get sick. It started in mid-August and the end is nowhere in sight. I rub lavender oil on their feet at night, run the humidifier and am even giving them homeopathic remedies that my mom got for them (and I don't believe in homeopathy, so that tells you how desperate I am).
I'm hoping that we won't have to make another trip to the doctor, but since the oldest already had two courses of antibiotics for strep throat, I'm not holding my breath. I can't stand it when my kids are sick, especially when I don't know what it is that they're sick with. The 6 yr. old is notorious for bizarre illness/emergencies. She's already ridden in an ambulance twice, with one of those times being a transfer from our small rural hospital in Castor to the Stollery Children's hospital in Edmonton. So of course my mind always goes to the worst when they get sick, and I know I'm not the only parent like that. It's amazing how being a mom can make you more fearful than you ever thought possible. I know I was never as concerned for my own well-being as I am for my children's.
Not only has their sickness caused an inordinate amount of fretting, it's put a serious damper on my social life. I don't know how many events I've missed in the last month because I was home with sick kids. I have cabin fever and it's not even winter yet. I'm not sure how far in advance to plan anything, as it's invariably cancelled due to illness. This is why I always have to pay extra for cancellation insurance when I travel, I never know from one day to the next what new and strange affliction will strike my family!