So, let me set the scene. I've got a grant due in less than a week. I started on Saturday. I'm also feeling the pinch for the October rush - I'm already scheduled for a meeting in DC, a 10 day vacation (yea!), guest lecturing a class, and wrapping up two manuscripts. Oh, and I'm also applying for TT jobs.
So, I'm kind a preoccupied, and when my son told me he didn't feel good this morning, I broke into a cold sweat. I mean c'mon, how do kids know when you absolutely can't take a day off because you can't get anything done while comforting him as he yacks into the toilet... In any case, after a bit of pressing, he then says he's feeling better. To be on the safe side I head home with him and take his temperature.
Yup. Normal. At which point he starts to cry because he doesn't want to go to school and would rather stay home. Right. Not gonna happen. So I drop him off and have a super productive morning until I get the call. From daycare. Your son just threw up. Twice. All over. You need to pick him up.
FAIL!
I don't know the age of your son, but I remember many, many years ago (3rd grade) wanting to stay home on a particular day and mom said no. I got myself so worked up about it while at school that I actually did make myself sick.
ReplyDeleteMy son is 5, still in daycare, but prepping for kindergarten (they even had a graduation ceremony).
ReplyDeleteI hate to admit this, but the follow-up to the story may also be a fail. I totally thought he had done what you described - got so worked up he made himself sick. In retrospect I may not have been as kind as I usually am once I got him home (less snuggling, no game playing, etc) because I didn't want him to start to associate "stay at home days" with "play at home days."
I pretty much realized that he really was sick when he took a 3 hour nap in the afternoon. While he didn't get sick again, he hates naps.
Now, to further confirm is lack of faking, Mommie and I have been laying in bed since late last night getting sick. Repeatedly. Oops.