Fear of the Norovirus
Be Afraid. Very Afraid.
Hey - What's your biggest fear?
Snakes?
Darkness?
The incoming Trump Administration?
Here, we have a fear of getting sick. Every year our new years resolution is not to go to the hospital and every year we break it at least once.
BW's biggest fear? The Norovirus
This evening I was horsing around with the child on the couch and when I got up I had to stop as I had a sudden feeling of malaise.
So, I laid down on said couch for a while and I seemed to perk up a bit. I don't know what it is/was. I do know I am going to bed as soon as I write this masterpiece.
I look over and BW is wide eyed and worried I might be dying at any second now.
"You're not going to barf are you? she asked.
"You can't get sick" she says.
"It's the Norovirus. I know it's the Norovirus" she's stating confidently.
She is so afraid of me getting sick. And likewise.
If one gets sick, the other is hosed.
First, you have to single parent it which is exhausting but then on top of that you have to take care of the sick person.
Second, we're a team and if the balance shifts either way things go sideways real fast here. BW has no idea how the toilet cleaning works and I have no idea about the cooking. The child gets a lot of sandwiches and toast when BW is sick. Thank god for Cheerios.
And if the child gets sick, then all bets are off and the house is a disaster, we're all a nervous wreck and we can't wait for her to get better. A
What happened to me tonight? Dunno. It could be the McDonald's I had for lunch was a poor dietary choice. Or, it could be that I need bowl. NOW.
Consider this your first PSA of the year:
Wash Your Hands. A lot.