December 28, 2008

Ill Communications

This is the kind of kiddie blog material that's very hard to make interesting for those who don't already happen to have toddlers around. It's about wee childish sniffling, pitiful coughing, soughing, wheezing, the having of a reddish, heated hairline, a warm smooth back, a feverish glint in the eye and a sweaty forelock. Also: sullen pink blotches in the cheeks, unstable sleeping patterns and caterwauling at 2, accepting mildly (or strenuously rejecting) a rectal thermometer. It's those rashes around the nose and mouth from being wet too often and wiped too often. It's the too-short nap (making for a bitter and unstable afternoon) or its cousin, the over-nap, which makes, in turn, for a long and weird evening. It's the doctor telling you it's "probably a virus" and sending you home with bupkis.

Longstanding, inexplicable illness and general sorry-assedness like this makes human experience unpleasant by the yard, by the hour, by the week. It turns the fun-o-meter down on all things. It makes me think of what most of human history must have been like. All that nursing, being nursed, all the slowly getting worse.

Pox of all sorts has been coming and going in our home since before Thanksgiving. It's gone back and forth between me, and Sarah, and Elliot -- briefly affected Ada -- and even struck Elliot's Mimi (who lost her voice for Xmas). The glands in my neck STILL don't feel like they're the right size (or the same size as each other). We've all been a right mess.

We thought it was just a basic holiday virus extravaganza, and it probably is, but I noticed something else yesterday that goes a long way in tying together some of the phenomena we've been seeing. While Elliot and I were in the shower together, he was opening up his mouth wide to get a stream of water, and I discovered . . . .

MOLARS!

(cue video)



Two sharp, white, splendid, well-crested, well-earned upper back molars. These things are like Moby Dick (in stereo) to Elliot's immune system (how quickly we forgot).

Only two more such monsters and he will have a complete set of baby teeth.


Those grippy gums I loved to have chawing at my thumb are well and truly gone.

6 comments:

Beck said...

Ah ha! My kids all have fevers and runny noses and coughs, but sadly for us it is just The Bacteria and not a fine new crop of teeth.

Kelli said...

So is teething really Moby Dick to immunity? If so, no wonder Darwin gets sick constantly -- the kid has 14 teeth at 13 months, I think, and is constantly teething. And drooling. And sick. Sigh.

Roxanne said...

Pole sana (kiswahili for sorry for you) really, that sucks, so sorry you have been sick. Praying you feel better asap!

Roxanne said...

Pole sana (kiswahili for sorry for you) really, that sucks, so sorry you have been sick. Praying you feel better asap!

Roxanne said...

Pole sana (kiswahili for sorry for you) really, that sucks, so sorry you have been sick. Praying you feel better asap!

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