Finally, on Wedensday Henry cut his first tooth. Over two weeks of unpredictable vomiting and poor sleep finally came to an end this week. I felt for a tooth first thing that morning but there wasn't one. By early afternoon my mom felt the unmistakeable sharp little tooth on the right. The other one isn't far behind.
Unfortunately, our reprieve has been short lived. Henry was a beast last night waking multiple times, crying. Thankfully he was able to fall asleep again right away but neither of us slept a lot. And this morning when I went in to get him from his crib he had snot running down his face and a large streak of dried snot in his hair. *sigh* Two colds in three weeks. This is insane. I'm just crossing my fingers that I don't get sick with this one as well as my parents are out on the east coast for a week for my cousin's wedding. Just to be safe I did run to the pharmacy to get some cold medication for me just in case ... and it was on sale this week.
I suspect that he's picked up both colds from music class. We're in the third of three classes that day and the instructor says she disinfects the musical instruments every day. But being that we're in the last class of the day that doesn't matter. A sick kid in either of the two earlier classes can pass along their cold anyway. There was a kid in our class on Tuesday who was sick with a cold ... snot down his face when they came in. But I'm sure it wasn't him who passed it on to Henry as they didn't get close enough.
I'm almost livid at this point. I make an effort to stay home when I'm sick and that's even with a job that requires me to travel. If I'm in town I use my sick time. If I'm traveling I have to go but I do everything I can to disinfect myself before touching things so I don't make others sick. I even put my tissues into a separate container on the plane so that the flight attendants don't have to touch them, or I just take them with me when disembarking and toss them in the trash. I hate being sick and I really hate having to take time off when sick. I hate it. I do not understand people who leave the house when sick or take their sick kids places other than medical appointments or the pharmacy. I ran to the pharmacy today to get cold medication in case I get sick but I also kept Henry in his stroller and away from things he wanted to touch. Why can't other people do this? Is it because we've become so accustomed to popping meds to deal with illnesses? Is it because we've seen so few serious and even deadly illnesses in our age that we don't think about simple but effective infection control mechanisms? I just don't understand the absolute selfishness of others. And because of this we're missing the second of our first three swimming classes. Henry loves swimming. I feel so bad for him.