Rough Week

This has been a really really rough week, illness wise. It started on the weekend with R’s fever, cold, runny nose and ear infection. I think he then passed it on to K. Poor K got it really bad – stuffy nose, fever and a cough which would put a TB patient to shame.

This time around, I did take her to the doctor, something which I normally dont bother as most of these are viruses and there is not much that they can do anyway.

But her cough was so bad that the poor child could not sleep at night. She would sleep, only to be woken by a racking, dry, awful cough. We tried to keep her upright as much as we could during the night, as it did give her some relief. With R being out of action due to his fever, I spent the good part of Sunday and Monday nights keeping her upright.

The poor child has lost her already bad appetite and the little milk that she drinks, she promptly throws up after a coughing bout. Tuesday night saw me and R sharing the chore of keeping her upright. last night was the first night she slept in her own bed, after a long time.

The poor child has asthama, from my side of the family. Just the one gene which I was hoping and fervently praying she would not inherit. She religiously takes her steroids everyday through her spacer device, not complaining once. And any infection just aggravates her hyper-sensitive airways, making her cough. So the trick is to not let her catch any infections and keep her asthama under control with the steroid. But with her going to a nursery during the week, not catching an infection is just next to impossible.

It is just heartbreaking to see anyone gasp for breath, let alone your own child. I have seen my mother go through it and have been through it myself, but watching K just makes me want to phsycially expand her airways somehow.

When K and R were just getting better, I picked up K from the bath the wrong way and did my back in. I have been in agony when I move around and it takes me a while to sit down and get up. I am much better today though I still cant do move swiftly. I have this metal block against taking painkillers (yes go ahead, call me crazy !!) unless absolutely necessary and so have kept away from them, so far.

I was mentioning all this to an ex-neighbour of mine and she went on and on about how we have been falling sick constantly since we moved to the new place and how the place has brought us bad luck. I dont believe in it at all and truth be told, this is one house that I have totally fallen in love with (and I dont normally get attached to a house easily at all). Yet, when someone constantly tells you something, its hard to not wonder if there is a grain of truth in it.

The previous occupant of the house did pass away, though we are not sure if that was in the house or elsewhere. Again, it does not bother me as i seriously believe that my destiny is in my own hands, but its hard to not be swayed by others’ opinions.

This was also the first time that I missed having a support system in place. We have both been so exhausted – both physically and mentally that it has been hard. And for one, who doesnt like to ask for help in normal circumstances, this was certainly not the time to ask for it.

Flu

R and I have both caught a nasty nasty flu…

I came down with it on the Monday after we came back from our holiday.. Because I was away for a week, I had to come in to work on Monday, but did not survive the day.. Went home by afternoon and spent all of Monday afternoon and evening in bed.

I had a fever, a sore throat, cold, running eyes – the works.  Could not go into work on Tuesday and Wednesday either.. Worked a little but when I could.. My throat hurt each time I swallowed and i was mainly on a liquid diet. Another matter that I still am.

R got it from me on Wednesday, which meant that while I felt better to go to work on thursday, he had to stay home and rest. Same story on friday.. But this was one killer flu as we were both completely zonked over the weekend.. Stayed up in turns to look after K, who thankfully hasnt had it yet. Playing with K, sleeping in, playing with K was the routine we followed over the entire weekend.

The sad part is we are STILL not feeling fully fit. After a week and a half, my throat still hurts slightly and I am so cold and tired by the time i get home. Absolutely no energy to do anything but curl up and go to sleep.

Our diet has been a combination of rasam and soup and we have both lost some weight, which is the  silver lining.. so yayyy….

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