The other day I thought to myself: “Hey, so far the daycare
has never called us to say something was wrong with BlueEyes or to ask us to
come pick him up”. I realized that minute that I probably shouldn’t say that
out loud in order not to jinx it. But apparently just thinking something like
that also jinxed it, because last Thursday BlueEyes came back from daycare with
pinkeye. At first we weren’t sure if it was pinkeye, and we just called the
pediatrician because the daycare people told us to do so. He prescribed antibiotic
drops and we did our best to try and put the drops in BlueEyes’ pink eye (don’t
know if you’ve ever tried that, but we needed some wrestling move that Hulk
Hogan would have been proud of to accomplish that). The next morning it was
clear that indeed it was pinkeye, because I woke up with my eye completely shut
and bright red.
BlueEyes has been back to daycare since yesterday (with no
signs of pinkeye anymore), and then today the daycare called me at work for the
first time. My heart was beating because I immediately thought something bad
had happened, but it turned out that they needed a fax from the pediatrician
about the pinkeye situation (because apparently by now half his class has
pinkeye). So I took care of that and then I got another call from the daycare.
Same scare, but luckily the daycare people start by saying:”everything’s fine
with BlueEyes”. Phew. This time BlueEyes had hit himself in the nose with the
plastic yellow school bus, but aside from a little nose bleed he was fine.
Crack (that was my mother-heart breaking a little bit.). I’ll try to count my
blessings REALLY quiet next time not to jinx it again…
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