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Sick ... but not really
Flipper is ... not sick and not well. The fine line dividing the two -and consequently, when to send or not send to school - is much blurrier than I ever thought it would be back in those carefree, BC (before child) times. I thought it would be easy: You are so sick that you should, indeed you MUST stay home from school, and you are completely well and therefore leaping out of bed, ready to race off to the halls of higher learning. How did things get so confused??
Even the parameters of what I thought defined "sick" and "well" seem so, so NEBULOUS. What if there is a fever one day but not the following morning? What if you have a puker...but one that became a puker after a revolting amount of State Fair junk food? Actually, I think that ANYONE that eats a deep-fried Twinkie deserves to throw up!
What if they are just plain tired? Is it better to have them buck up and head to school, or actually get some good rest? I am not the only mother who has given her under-the-weather child some Motrin and shunted her off to school. So far, this hasn't backfired on me, meaning that she had not gotten progressively sicker and required a pick-up, and the other parents remained oblivious, thereby letting me escape with my life. The emphasis there is on the words "so far."
This is hard when you work, and when you need to be at your job, and hold your breath (as I am doing today) thinking Only today and tomorrow...then you can be sick all weekend if you need to be! And, were she REALLY sick, she would be at home, alternately whining and sleeping and begging for Popsicles.
When I was in elementary school, we had a full-blown school infirmary with a desk and a bed or two, where the sick one could lie quietly until a parent was tracked down and came to bear them away. In the age of cell phones and instant availability, I think the whole "school nurse" thing has fallen by the wayside. I can't decide if that is good or bad. If I were sick, the only place I would ever want to be was home with my mother, and yet surely many kids grew up staying at school for some time until a parent was reached. Were people more or less forgiving then about sending borderline sick kids to school? Was it easier when more mothers stayed at home? Or does having a sick child always, always just plain suck?
Leigh appears every Tuesday on TriangleMom2Mom. Read more about Leigh at Flipper and Me.


Comments
When I was a working Mom...oh, I forgot, I am again...I based my decision on:
If I had clients in from out of town, the kid was dosed up with ibuprofen and sent to school in the hopes that the fever wouldn't spike up again until I got through my meeting and could make an early exit. I believe there were people who actually spiked bottles for later in the day with more ibuprofen, but I never did that.
I'm really not THAT bad...ALL of the time. I also was lucky to have a surrogate grandmother for my kids and I could call her at 6:45 a.m. and have my sick child in her loving arms by 7:00.
Isn't this one of those things you are just supposed to know? My son is so stoic, he would probably go to school with a fever of 103 and never mention to me that he didn't feel good. My daughter is the worst combo...drama queen with a propensity for illness. So I can never tell the difference.