My emet has been really bad lately and then Saturday night my husband suddenly came down with a sv. It was really horrible and I walked around for days in terror of catching it, not eating or sleeping or leaving the house or letting him near me or the baby.
Today I decided it was time to get on with things. I took my baby to swimming lessons because she loves it too much to miss it. As soon as I get there one of the other mothers tells me she was hospitlized with a sv last week! Then the instructor said someone had v* in the pool that morning! Yet I stayed regardless because I know how happy it makes my baby. But I didn't enjoy it one bit like I usually do and afterwards rushed home and washed my hands and all the clothes we wore there.
The past few house bound paranoid days I really got to thinking. After I cleaned the bathrooms and washed towels and did all the normal things you do to avoid getting sick when someone else is I started thinking about all the 'what ifs'. Like germs on his socks getting on the floor, then on my socks, then in my bed. Or him touching a knife in the drawer and me picking up another knife to make my food. The possibilities are endless. And they say noro can be contagious for weeks. So really what it comes down to is letting go of control. Realizing that v* and sv* are a part of life. The only other alternative is to spend your life house bound, alone and afraid, and even then you still might get it- you still need to eat and get things from the outside world.
So I'm getting serious about exposure therapy. It's important to me to beat this before my daughter gets older so that I can enjoy a normal life with her. I feel like I just lost 3 days of her precious and limited baby days trapped in this fear and it angers me I'll never get them back. I've spent my whole life trying to beat this by avoiding getting sick when what I really need to do is accept it. I would gladly give up this fear and spend 12-24 hours in hell every couple years with a sv than years on end afraid every day. I don't like having a cold and avoid someone sneezing on me but I accept I'll probably get one every year because not catching them is impossible. sv should be the same way, but I need to lose my fear of it. I want to live life, really live it. If not for my sake then for my daughter.



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