I have no idea what to think of this one... I don't even know where to start. My daughter had a bowling thing with the girl scouts today and I wasn't sure that I would be back to pick her up in time so I asked one of her friend's moms if she could pick Jade up and I would pick her up at her home. She agreed and said that Jade could stay as long as she wanted becuase she (the mom) wasn't feelin too great, had Taco Bell and was up all night being sick (sounded like diarrhea, so I didn't worry too much. Who doesn't get that after some good ol' taco hell?) Still, I was quick to get Jade from the home because I was a little worried about the situation.
When I picked her up, the kids asked if the other little girl could come shopping with us. My first instinct was to get theheck away from this kid and this mom because the mom was now having chills and said she wanted to throw up. (this family knows nothing about my problem). I challenged my emetophobic thinking and said sure, she could come, but told the mom that we would have her back in just a couple of hours.
We were 20 minutes away from home and I heard the little girl tell Jade that her stomach hurt. I turned around and asked what the problem was. She said that she needed air. I asked if she was car sick, she didn't know. I asked if she was gonna v*, she said no. I asked if she needed to poo, she said no. We hauled ass home, me asking her every 10 seconds how she felt. She told me that once the windows were down she was fine, but being emetophobic, I didn't trust her. I called ahead and told her older brother that she was being brought home because she wasn't feeling too great and dropped her off at home at which point she ran into the house.
Okay.. Here's the thing. Every time we are around this kid, it's like a curse. Last weekend while I was picking my daughter up from her home I was in a car accident, once when we were at dinner with her, she spilled ice water on my lap. She's the one who showed up at Girl Scouts last year with all of the capilaries broken in her face because she had been sick the previous day. I just have a crap load of negative experiences that I associate with this friend of my daughter.
So of course. Now I am worried like crazy. Do the mom and daughter have a sv? Or did the mom's taco bell and mc donalds (that she had today at noon) coctail just not settle well with the mom and the little one got car sick from playing cards in the car with my daughter? I asked her if she gets car sick often and she said no, but she had one time from drawing. I couldn't tell if she was sick or if I was upsetting her from asking so many questions.
Logically I can tell myself so many things...
1) It doesn't matter why either one of them were sick, we probably come into contact with sv's every day and don't know it. Our bodies will fight it off.
2) Worrying about it now will not help anything.
3) Just be glad I got her home, she's gone now and no longer my responsibility.
4) I can't control the world of germs.
5) Even if they have sv's, I am still not doomed... neither is my daughter.
6) Even if they do have a sv, I have been around sick people in the past and not gotten sick, so what makes me think my daughter or myself will get sick this time?
So what else can I do to stop this feeling I am having. I am not quite panicking, but I am on the verge. I feel so frustrated and pissed. I feel like I am going to jump out of my skin. I want to stop thinking about it and go on with my life, I was actually having not too bad a day before this.
Suddenly I am having one of those moments where I feel that being me sucks and there is no way I will be able to handle being a mother again.



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