Because, really… could this week even be more drama and suspense filled?
Little D has the flu. His symptoms started last night and evolved into something closely resembling H1N1. They are treating it as that because, well… it’s too early to be the seasonal flu, and he did have a regular flu shot a couple weeks ago. Process of elimination I suppose. S. took him to the doctor this morning for official diagnosis.
Half the town was there.
In speaking with the ped office and his school this morning, it seems Jersey went from the fewest cases of swine flu to a zillion in just the last week.
So far, S. and I are well. No symptoms for either of us. The house has been sanitized, and our hands are raw from repeated hand-washing. I am waivering between concern for my son and concern for myself considering this is the WORST week for this to happen. THE WORST.
I just want my baby to feel better. And I want to not feel guilty for trying to keep my distance because of my own situation.
Transfer for my FET is tomorrow at 11am.