Posts Tagged ‘sick’

Nut intolerance

Eliza

Staying with our friends, S&L, in London, we had strawberry cheesecake for dessert. Soon after eating a slice, Eliza complained of unpleasant feelings in her mouth. L helped her swallow an antihistamine capsule. The cake base had pistachio nuts and a vaguely suspected intolerance of nuts was raised again. Eliza felt unwell through the evening. Her unease heightened by what she describes as a phobia of being sick. 

Soon after going to bed she was sick. We moved her to our room and an hour or so later she was sick twice more. The palest girl was even paler. 

Years after the boys shook their allergies (bananas and eggs), it seems we must once more be on the alert. On the other hand, Eliza confronted her phobia and was not found wanting. 

Gabe

Two Mondays in succession, England matches have coincided with Gabe’s German lessons. Each time we’ve only realised when the only option was a late cancellation. Twice we offered Gabe that option. Twice he has declined and sat in the kitchen doing German language exercises with his tutor for an hour while the match has been on in the living room. 

Robin

Conversations with Robin are punctuated with him uttering ‘Wait!’ It’s an all purpose expression that enables him to communicate surprise, contradiction, clarification, emphasis and, occasionally, that we should wait for him. 

Gastric flu

Eliza

Long into Friday night, hours after first worrying she might be sick, Eliza was. On Monday, Eliza missed her first day of junior school. A clean attendance record lasting three years and one term ended. Through the week, she suffered stomach cramps, loss of appetite. It wasn’t until the following Sunday, when she woke up and ran into the kitchen that the flu was beaten.

Gabe

Gabe asked to spend Saturday out of the house. He didn’t want to catch the flu. He avoided spending time in the same room as Eliza, refused to touch plates that she had used when eating the tiny portions of food she could manage. His quarantining of his sister worked as he stayed healthy.

Robin

By mid-week, Robin was accusing Eliza of faking. She should be back at school he said. Part and parcel of a period of squabbling between the two of them. The following Sunday, Robin woke in the night and spent over an hour with his head in the toilet. He wasn’t actually sick but was unwell. The day Eliza returned to school, he had to take off. L & I contemplated another week of juggling work with sick leave. Then by Monday afternoon, Robin recovered.