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And we almost made it through winter...argh!

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It is August, August and Liam (and Luka mind you) has not been sick even once.  I put this down to a couple of things:

  1. Liam is in a new school where rules are laid down a tad more stringent than at the old school.  There is a sick bay and when you are ill, your mommy gets a call and has two hours flat to come and collect you;
  2. A friend suggested that I give Liam iron supplements daily, kids do not eat enough red meat and legumes to provide enough;
  3. We have just been so busy, there has not been any time to get ill.

And then, yesterday morning, Liam wakes up all snotty, clogged up and coughing...poor thing, and we were so close.

Now, my question is this, why do kids only ever get ill on Sundays or public holidays (yesterday was women's day in SA), when a) You battle to get an appointment with any GP in SA and b) If you do manage to get an appointment, you pay an arm and a leg for the privilege of seeing said doctor?

Well, we decided not to overreact, I nebulised Liam this morning, gave him some Calpol last night.  We also gave him a bit of Celestamine to get rid of the phlegm.

Gerhard always jokes, he says that we might as well deposit our respective salaries at our GP and at Baby City.  Someone is always sick and you spend the equivalent of the GDP of a small African country at Baby City, think nappies and formula...

So, I dropped off Liam at school today, runny nose and all, I am hoping for the best, nothing worse than that phone call, your kid is sick and must be collected immediately.

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  1. Liam and Luka's MomAugust 12, 2011 at 9:55 AM

    Just to add insult to injury...Luka's school called yesterday, she is not well - visited my favourite GP in the world and she suffers from allergies...go figure!

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