What would you do if you discover some tiny red spots somewhere on your kid?
Heat Boils, the father said and I agreed. Why I agreed, was because that is what I wanted to hear. Though my mind, my instincts screamed Pox, yet I agreed because that is what I wanted to hear.
But when the scabs decided to erupt wholeheartedly the next day, I took charge because you see the whole night my mind had prepared me for it.
And I tell you it was not easy.
The fever, the crankiness, the itching; nothing is glamorous about chicken pox. The most difficult part is keeping a five-year old boy occupied and divert him towards something other than itching. And the questions, those are the toughest:why do I have this, am I a bad boy? Why didn’t my friends get it? Why can’t I go out to play? Why are you giving me these steamed vegetables and what are you eating by the way? I tell you people it is difficult to keep patience with questions.
At the end of the 11 days hibernation, we both had forgotten that a world outside the four walls of our home exists.
But then all is fine now and he has resumed school and exams. I have learnt a few things:
- You can survive seeing just two faces in a day 😀
- Steamed vegetables are tasty too 😛
- When a kid is cranky a mom can devise new games and stories in seconds 😛
- Blogging can revitalize you. Really people stuck at home with endless questions and endless chores, blogging gave me a much-needed breather.
And now that things are back to normal, should I take a break? *Thinking, thinking*