After years of avoiding it, chickenpox has finally caught up with Daisy. Spots therefore seems like a fitting word for this week. The most annoying thing about chickenpox is that it’s impossible to decide if that’s exactly what it is until the spots start appearing at a rate of knots.
Daisy came from school on Wednesday night sporting a few little red spots, she told me her teacher had looked at them and said they were not chickenpox. I must admit, after a quick google image search I didn’t think that was the diagnosis either.
On Thursday morning I checked to see if any more spots had appeared but I couldn’t really tell so asked Daisy to get dressed for school. We were actually on the way to school when I noticed Daisy’s neck was covered in spots. Daisy was adamant she was going to school so I had to explain why people with chickenpox have to stay home.
Jake’s lovely teachers had a look at the spots and confirmed they looked like chickenpox, I trust their judgement after all can you imagine how many cases they have seen over the years. Daisy was quite well in herself so I didn’t think it was necessary to take her to the doctors, instead we headed home and I ran her a nice warm bath.
More chickenpox appeared throughout the course of the day, this time with their unmistakable blister like appearance. Thankfully they are not itching her too much, she’s more irritated that she’s had to start half term a couple of days early. I think she enjoyed having me all to herself though, that and being allowed to play on her kindle and watch lots of her favourite shows.
I’ve got a feeling that spots will dominate next week too as it’s probably likely that Jake will succumb at some point. It’s lucky that I’ve planned lots of things we can do indoors during the school holiday and there’s always the garden for some fresh air.
You might enjoy my previous word of the week post, Productive.