
I'm sure like me, if you haven't had it yet, or your kids haven't had it yet, you know that at some point you will. It's kind of not if, but when.
But when it happens, it suddenly becomes all too real an anxiety around your loved ones. My adopted boys are not the strongest of children, past neglect made sure of that. We are fully vaccinated, except for the youngest lad (age 11) who wasn't offered it. It didn't for one minute play out in my mind, that I would be sitting here blogging, full of cold having tested negative, with the older son, also full of cold having tested negative. On the other hand, my husband is lying in bed with COVID. He's normally the healthy one! But, the reason for the blog today, was a reflection on what it felt like to see the youngest son so ill with it.
I'm sure that many, many children do have COVID and hardly bat an eyelid. Many, just go about their daily business not even knowing they have it. But my adopted son's experience with COVID will be indelibly engraved on my mind. I was two nights like a cat on hot bricks, wondering whether to call an ambulance. You have to trust me when I tell you, I'm not easily unnerved when it comes to childhood illness, having been a nursery owner and foster carer I think I've seen everything from scarlet fever to scabies.
toSo when I say, I was so close to calling an ambulance, you know I was really worried about him. Suddenly, issues or problems, disagreements, challenges, worries faded away and all I wanted was to change places with him. For one of the nights I slept next to him, watched him toss and turn, he was burning up with a fever. So hot, that I couldn't even touch him. He was also constantly being sick. Every now and again, in the true spirit of his very quirky personality, he would blurt out something loudly. Hard to tell if that was the fever or him. All of a sudden he just seemed so tiny, vulnerable, and with his whole life ahead of him. I felt powerless to help him and afraid of losing him
If any of you have found my adoption channel (adoption with nyree), then you will realize my husband and I have our work cut out from an adoption parenting perspective. But the whole COVID experience has recentred me, reminded me of the deep love and bond that I have developed for the boys over many years. So I'm going to turn this negative into a positive. I'm going to let myself learn from this. I'm sure we will have a couple of not-so-great weeks ahead of us but we will get there. We will learn to be there for each other, as families do. You will be glad to know, that my son is now eating again, sat up in bed, and smiling. He's started to argue back, always a sign he's better! I never did take the threat of COVID lightly being a chronic asthmatic and now I still don't. Stay safe people, take as many precautions as you can. Look after each other.
Nyree x
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