This week has been a bit “meh” if I’m honest. Last Friday early evening Littlebit developed a fever, and it stayed until Wednesday, leaving in its wake a horrible, scratchy chesty cough. Thus she has been off Play School this week and we’ve been finding things to do at home, with the much needed help of Grannypinkwellies.
Thank goodness for Grannypinkwellies, as bad fortune would have it that this nasty virus would hit the week I had set aside to finish my Open University final assignment wouldn’t it? I have a week to spare (it’s due at the end of next week), but even so I hate being up to the wire on it. It’s a good job she did come to the rescue two days this week and entertain poorly Littlebit for a few hours each time so I could make a start, as it’s taking me much longer than anticipated (and much longer than the 10 hours estimated by the OU!)
Anyhow, we haven’t let this virus keep us in ALL week long as I am a firm believer that fresh air will blast those germs away. And as long as we stay out of confined spaces and stay in the fresh air we shouldn’t pass any germs onto others.
We spent a lovely day in the fresh air at Kingsbury Water Park on Sunday with some friends. We picnicked (in hat and scarf), walked through the woods and rode on the train.
I had hoped Littlebit’s temperature might stay down, being fine all day while we were out, but no such luck as it rocketed again and stayed high until mid week.
On Tuesday we gave in and booked into the GP, to be told what I suspected, no chest infection, just a viral thing and to ride it out. The Nurse Practitioner seemed slightly taken aback when I said I’d only given Littlebit 2 doses of paracetamol since Friday evening though. But my view is that the temperature is raised for a reason, to help her body fight off whatever baddy is making her feel so poorly. Why would we bring that down artificially and stop that process? Of course when it got too high (in our case close to 39 degrees celsius) I gave her a dose, or if she showed much discomfort I would have given her some again but she didn’t. She’s pretty hard really, she whinged a bit and got tearful much quicker than usual, and was a little more clingy than normal, but she was mostly ok, playing away as ever with seemingly endless energy despite an almost constant cough.
So, after the GP as we were out anyway we took a trip to our local park. Littlebit hadn’t been eating nearly so well as she does usually so I asked her what one thing she would love to eat, and of course the answer was chips. So we went to the drive thru, got a KFC snack box so I could eat the chicken and her the chips for less than £2.00 and we drove to the park and sat on a picnic blanket eating them.
Afterwards we played in the fallen leaves for a whole hour, I was amazed she lasted this long, walked around the park and collected more bits for our Autumn Jar.
So, despite being a germ ridden household this week, we’ve still got out and about a little, creating some Autumn memories on the way and ticking some things off our Autumn Bucket List too.