I mentioned in yesterday’s post that Tyler was sick. I thought he just had a cold, similar to the one I have right now.
Last night, when he was in the bath, we noticed a few spots on his back.
He didn’t sleep well during the night, and each time I went in to check on him, I noticed more spots.
Yep, he’s got chickenpox. Or chickenpops, as Tyler calls it.
I was 99% certain this morning, but took him to the Dr just to be sure. And to get a prescription for calamine lotion and Pine-Tarsal. Thankfully, he hasn’t complained of being itchy … yet. I will wait until he does before I crack open the calamine lotion, otherwise I can see it becoming a huge game: “Mummy, I’m itchy! I need more cream!”
Ethan shows no signs of having it yet, so I guess we’ll know for sure in 10-to-14-days. I’m not sure if I should send him back to school or not, as we won’t know if he’s got it until partway through that first week back …
There is one thing I’m a little concerned about. Rob hasn’t had chickenpox before. And as “they” say, it is usually much more severe in adults. Not only that, but his immune system is probably a bit weak after fighting that awful flu last month.
Yes, there is a vaccine available here in NZ, but it’s not free (nor is it part of the routine childhood vaccination schedule). It actually costs $50 for children and $75 for adults. We’ve discussed getting everyone (except me, because I had the pox when I was eight) vaccinated, but the cost was enough to convince my
cheap frugal husband to completely veto the idea. Besides, we’d avoided it for so long already, in spite of numerous outbreaks at daycare, preschool and Kindy.
Ah, hindsight. A beautiful thing.
Anyway, the vaccine issue is now moot. It’s too late. Rob has already been coughed over and sneezed on (before we realised what it was).
So now we play the waiting game.
(And I play nurse).
Hooray for a huge backlog of sick leave!