Yup, you read that right. LB got it at this early. My siblings had it during their gradeschool years. As for me, well, I'm one of those very unfortunate adults who never had. La-dee-dah. So... I'm waiting to have it anytime... or not! Waaaaaah. I'm still hoping I won't have it anymore. Say, like a mutant who could never get sick. What a horror to see fine lines around my late 20s eyes and a scar brought by the pox. What the pox. Anywaaaaay, curious as where she got it? I was dumbfounded at first. I even blamed her pop for bringing some bad virus at home. Felt better (not really, actually) when her teacher, TS, told me that one of her classmates recently had. The boy went to school last Monday, no traces of pox blisters. But according to the the pediatrician we consulted earlier, it's more contagious when the blisters had dried up. Sigh. I wish the parents of the boy knew about that and had not allowed their son to go to school yet. 'Cause you know what? All his 7 classmates got it, as of today! Including my one and only. Oh, poor momma's heart. *cry with me now*
So this is how she looked like last Tuesday, on the way home. She was slightly feverish with colds; hence, the beanie. It's a Dora kind of day. Yuhh, we're Ghetto like that.
The princess asked for soup. She got really disappointed I cooked her this instead of "makeni" or Lucky Me noodles. Duh. That's cream of mushroom with carrots, dash of oregano and ham bits no! She ate half the bowl though. The Queen won. Ha!
Then just after we had dinner the same day, I saw her on the couch. She told me in all her cuteness: "Nanay, I don't wanna stand up. My head hurts like dung-dung-dung." Aww. Poor baby love. Another heartache for the Queen. I need CPR, Channing, or Bamboo -- er, Rhambo. Sorry.
Called in my three fever musketeers. As always, they never failed me.
The next day, Wednesday, she was a little okay. She can smile and no more "dung-dung-dung" happening. She even asked me to put my hair extensions from D&V Hairpieces on her. What a star.
But. Lo and behold, royalties. Thursday morning, I thought we could go to school at last. I saw a huge mean watery blister on her right arm. Again, what the pox. Confeermed. I thought those I saw on her tummy Monday night were ant/mosquito bites. My momtuition wronged me. Well, I never had one so I don't know what the symptoms are. First-time momma experience, y'all. And this is us, at the hospital earlier.
Shucks. She will be on house arrest for two weeks or so. I will not let her go to school without the doctor's order. I'm not going to make another momma feel the same way I feel today. I'm sure she'll heal in no time. She's taking Php577-worth of antibiotics. And I'm taking extra care of her. Extra means, with cooing and all, like a mother hen to a baby chick. Hehe. So there, my daughter's gonna be bored the whole day here at home. Buuuuut, what makes me feel worse is that half of the tuition I paid for the quarter has been put to waste. Pfft. OK, no one's to blame, Queen B. At least she got it now at a young age. Well, I just hoped she had it on summer or sem break, you know. This is what's making me more anxious --- who will take care of me when I have one, soon? Waaaaaaaaah. *help me Channing or Bamboo --- er, Rhambo! lol*