It’s been a long and testing week – month, even, considering how unfortunate events seem to come toppling down like dominoes one after the other. Hubs and Aidan were both just recovering from a rather bad case of tonsillitis, when HFMD struck at the childcare that Aidan attends. First there was 1, then 2, then Aidan became statistic number 3. And he was so looking forward to the Children’s Day Pajamas Party too! I’d even offered to send in a play tent with those colorful plastic balls for the kids to enjoy, but now all interactive events have been cancelled.
Last Saturday, Aidan was his usual active self but we noticed he had a low-grade fever that quickly rocketed to 38.9 degree celsius. There were no other symptoms and we could have just taken a ‘wait and see’ approach but I have no idea why we were all stressed and quickly bundled out the door to visit our family doctor. Of course, with no other obvious signs of illness what could the doctor do except prescribe panadol for the fever? Silly us. On Sunday night… Lo and behold, red spots started appearing on Aidan’s hands, feet, and around the mouth. It was quite painful for the first 10 minutes upon realization that he had spots, but kids this age are so distracted he got used to that level of pain and stopped being melodramatic about it very quickly.
Another trip to the doctor’s landed us a form to send in to the local CDC for notification of a HFMD case, a tube of Hydrocortisone 1% cream, and Isoprinosine – an anti-viral medication which I really don’t think Aidan needs but, y’know, what the hell, if it will let him recover sooner why not!
Then it dawned on me… by the time spots have appeared, Aidan would have incubated the virus in his system for about a week, and we have been sharing utensils and kissing Momma all along. CRAP!!! Suay suay, on his Day 3 of HFMD, I felt quite unwell, lethargic and a little bit warm. I thought it could be a sore throat, that the damned tonsillitis was finally getting to me. But I just had this nagging suspicion…
Day 4 – I see SPOTS! 2 painful spots that itches a little, gradually turning into small blisters on my fingers. A trip to the doctor’s (again) reassured me that it could just be a sore throat, but to be safe, I was given 2 days MC to stay home and observe if more symptoms appear and not be a walking virus host.
Day 5 – More spots. Throat got worse, hurts with every swallow, ice cream doesn’t really help – I had THREE different flavors of ice creams and they all made it sting worse and didn’t numb the pain at all.
Day 6 (today) – Spots under the toes, all over my fingers, at the sides of my mouth… Makes me look like I have acne! Goodness. When the blisters pop, it gets all weepy and wouldn’t dry and scab like it should. It’s really kinda gross. The worst part really is the pain. How can something so small and inconspicuous cause so much pain and misery?! Even opening a bottle cap makes me wince. Thank god I have not experienced chicken pox before – I don’t think I can take it! I was given another 5 days of MC to ride out the spots. Gonna have to miss a SEO marketing seminar at Google Singapore tomorrow, and I was SO looking forward to it!
Really thankful that Hubs is on leave tomorrow so he can take over the reins for a day. Aidan is recovering quickly and has boundless energy that I can’t keep up with right now. Did I mention that his appetite returned so fast and furious that he woke up at 11pm just now to sneak to the fridge to eat cold leftover pancakes with maple syrup?! That’s a first! Plus he had a full meal at dinner too! Compared to barley drinks and 3 spoons of soupy rice a day for the past week, this is really really great improvement.
Well, hopefully I will recover just as quickly as he does. Fran, if you are reading this, thank you for stepping up at work and please remember to sanitize everything I likely coughed/sneezed on! (Haha)