Epidemic Strikes

 Imagine this scene.


 Eight children  sprawled  limply on chairs, a Chesterfield and on the rug surrounded by pillows,comforters and favourite stuffed toys.  Every one is moaning on and off with fever, lethargy, and itchy spots that are driving them crazy. I dole out acetaminophen, rotate who gets an oatmeal bath (that brings temporary relief), continue the never-ending task of dabbing calamine lotion on chicken pox spots and in between these nursing chores, I scramble to fetch drinks and light snacks from the kitchen.


 That was what my house looked like for Epidemic Week when chicken pox attacked my children. The youngest three had light cases but the older kids were utterly miserable with pox in their ears,nose and hair. Matthew had 175 spots on his back alone. As they began to feel better, I lined kids up literally in a row so they could put calamine lotion on each other.

Desperate times call for creative thinking


Human beings are never given a warning before calamity strikes. If I had an inkling of the trouble that would be unleashed by allowing Melissa to go on her first baby sitting job over at the neighbour’s house, I would have vehemently screamed,



Melissa, Jana, our neighbour and I were confident that with her baby asleep, Melissa would be fine with just a toddler to keep happy and tuck into bed. Melissa left the house excited to finally get paid for what she had done for years at our house ( while I was at home, of course). Four hours later, Melissa called home frantically; both children were whimpering and crying, flushed with fevers and she had rocked both of them for hours. I gave her permission to give them a dose of tempera. Next day, Jana called; the babies had chicken pox but only a light case . We were not so fortunate.


There IS a bright side to this story. I had only one case of chicken pox left to go!

As well, there is also an amusing conclusion.


Emily as one of the younger children ,was the first child back at school. She loved school and was always very conscientious about homework.  As I saw her trudging home, up a long lane that had not been even cleared of snow yet, I noticed that she looked like a beast of burden. This tiny girl, in grade one, was carrying five school bags stuffed with textbooks and notebooks.

As she came through the door, she cried out in a happy voice,

“Hey, everybody! Look what I brought home, all your homework so you can get caught up!”

I admired her  diligence, but four other people just complained and groaned loudly


” Emmmilyyy!”


4 thoughts on “Epidemic Strikes

  1. I know this might cause some people heartburn to read, but I’ve researched the subject at length and would appreciate it if my youngest child would contract chickenpox from another child–likely acquiring lifetime immunity–rather than get the vaccine and either end up getting chickenpox at an older age once the immunity has waned or have to go through booster after booster because the immunity doesn’t “stick” (pun somewhat intended). We’ve already experienced some major problems with vaccines in my older son (my husband has a pretty severe autoimmune disease, and had we known then what we do now about the damage vaccines would cause for my older son…well, I likely would have refused all vaccines for him). Anyway, by any chance would you be willing to communicate with me, and if your children have passed the point of being contagious, could you point me in the direction of other families who might be willing to let my six-year-old spend an afternoon with them if their children are infectious with chickenpox? I would be happy to talk with you via video camera or provide whatever other information you’d need to prove my request is legitimate. Thank you.


    1. Yep, the oldest is now 32! and everyone is still immune. Anthony is now 19 and although he only had one or two spots, that is all it took. I live near Brockville , Ontario and my kids in and around Ottawa, Ontario, Canada so I don’t think that we are close. I hope you can find someone to get your kids sick!( LAUGH, SMILE, GRIN WIDELY) You made my day!


  2. Sorry, but I had to add one more thing. I just read aloud to my husband what I posted, and he said something like, “You make it sound like I have an acquired disease.” That didn’t even occur to me as I was typing, but just to be clear, he has ankylosing spondelitis…or basically, arthritis of the spine.


    1. POOR MAN- SMILE I would never think that- we are all wounded, ill and dysfuctional. It makes life more interesting, don’t you think? It just takes a brave few to let others see behind their smiles to let the rest of us know that we are ALL in the same boat. Some people have the ability to hide their wounds because they are interior.


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