So after a year of waiting for the Chicken Pox to arrive in our house with 27 children in Jenna’s class having it last year and her seemingly missing it every time; eventually it has arrived on poor little Carter.
And boy did it choose a doozy of a week to do it… firstly it’s my long week at work and secondly the hubby has the man flu. Add to that me coming down with a sore throat that seems to be morphing into something more.
The poor little fella started off mildly but over night they turned into nasty looking big red and swollen bumps. They’re everywhere – hair, ear, eyelids and bum. He’s even got one under his foot. Thankfully his eczema seems to be under control at the moment or I think we’d have issues.
He’s been great about not scratching which is good because he is not a fan of creams so thank goodness of Eurax cream that lasts up to 10 hours. Oat baths have helped soothe him too and together with some Piriton syrup he seems to have been coping pretty well and sleeping pretty well at night too.
But he does look like such a sad sack, boys are good at feeling sorry for themselves aren’t they… man flu sufferers in training… but he is cute.
Do you have any tips for surviving the pox?? We might be going through this again in a couple of weeks … oi vey!