9/7/12
Sophie continues to amaze me with her compassion. When she learned that her father was not
going to be home for his birthday, she said, “But MOMMY! That’s even more sad
than if Daddy isn’t home for MY birthday. POOR DADDY!”
I am pretty sure I would not have said anything like that at
her age.
When her sister was sick yesterday, she was so helpful. She
grabbed whatever we needed; water for her to take a pill, the thermometer, etc.
and announced, “Nurse Sophie to the rescue!”
Vivi came down with tonsillitis two nights ago. Her tonsil
was swollen to the size of a strawberry! I never saw anything like it. She told
me, upon laying down for bed, that her neck hurt.
“Well, lay a different way then,” I suggested.
“No Mommy! I can’t get comfortable. It’s when all this snot
is going down my throat.”
“Do you mean your throat is hurting? Your neck is the
outside, your throat is where you swallow food, on the inside,” I explained.
I looked inside her mouth and her tonsil was huge. I couldn’t
even see the back of her throat. When I walked her to the medicine closet, she
began whimpering and the tears started falling. She was having a great time
feeling sorry for herself.
“Mommy, I tried to tell you this before,” she cried.
I gave her an ibuprofen and some sore throat spray and put
her to bed. She fell asleep before the bedtime story was over. I was glad she fell asleep so fast.
Later in
the night, she crawled into my bed, and she was the last one up the next
morning. This usually never happens, so I knew she wasn’t feeling well. Another
clue was that she was not hungry.
We visited the school nurse, and then headed into town to
the doctor to see which antibiotic would work.
She was miserable on the ride into the doctor, and a bit better on the
way home. We stopped at the grocery store on the way home, and she took great
delight in showing anyone we saw her throat.
They gave her penicillin. Her tonsil is still swollen, but
the school nurse is so wonderful. She is the kind of woman who I wish was my
own mom. She is so loving and caring. She even called us that afternoon to find
out how the doctor’s visit went. She said if Viv felt OK, she could come to
school the next day, but she would make sure she took her antibiotic at
lunchtime. She also suggested Viv not do PE, but instead, rest at the clinic
during PE time. Viv just thrives and blooms in all the attention the nurse
gives her!
