My 12 year old autistic daughter is the healthiest person in our house. After a very rocky childhood she is now the best sleeper (don’t hate me!), and although her diet is limited because she is extremely picky, she eats an orange every day at school with her lunch, drinks lots of water, and gets angry when we have another vegetable besides broccoli with our dinner. She also has learned rules for hygiene at school and is very rigid about them. She showers EVERY day, if there’s an exception she gets very upset. She brushes her teeth twice a day and flosses every night. She washes her hands or uses sanitizer after using the bathroom. She reminds us all to cough into our elbows so we don’t spread germs. She almost never gets sick. Good thing. Because when she does, she is miserable.
My 8 year old son just went back to school today after being home with a nasty chest cold for almost a week. I had a few wonderful precious hours to myself. But shortly after lunch I got a call from the school nurse. I wish the number on the caller ID had read my son’s school, but – the number was from my daughter’s school. Oh no. Please no.
She doesn’t seem that bad, but she was coughing and said her throat hurt. She even asked for a cough drop! This coming from a child, who when she was sick as a toddler, would need THREE people to hold her down to give her medicine, and then she would often gag it right back up at us. She DESPISES medication of any kind. So thank goodness she’s so healthy, because I can’t imagine what hell we would all go through, as big as she is now, if she were to get sick and really needed a prescription like antibiotics. Maybe the cough drop is a good place to start since she’s willing. I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
She would rather be miserable, moaning and crying about everything in her body that doesn’t feel right than swallow a pill. She would rather be miserable, asking me over and over and over and over and over and… how the germs got into her body to make her sick, than drink a liquid medication, even mixed with some juice (because, you see, she ONLY drinks water!).
So let’s just say a little prayer (or maybe a BIG one) that she doesn’t get this cold as bad as my son did. Because if that happens, it will NOT be pretty.
Wish me luck!