Here we go again, another H1N1 post. My six-year-old daughter came home from trick-or-treating and suddenly just like that felt ill and had a fever of 100 degrees. Hopefully I won’t ever know if she has H1N1 for sure because that would mean she would have complications. The only way to be tested is to have severe complications. Let’s face it, the regular flu season doesn’t start until December and about 1 in every 3 people in my neighbourhood have the flu. I don’t think assuming my daughter has H1N1 is much of a stretch here.
This means no vaccination next week for here. The city I live in starts vaccinations this coming Monday and they advice sick people don’t get the vaccine and wait until they have recovered. It wouldn’t matter, my city has a population of 200,000 people and two H1N1 vaccination locations, the hours are from 12pm until 7pm closed on Sundays. I can’t imagine what it would be like standing in line with three kids and a husband, alright, let’s make it four kids for approximately 8 hours.
Or am I looking at this all wrong, maybe this will be a bonding experience for my family. “Remember when we stood in line for all that time to get a flu shot we didn’t want?” My sarcastic teen would announce. I will say I will be glad when this flu has made it’s way through here and it is on it’s way.
Wait, all my kids have had it, soon it’ll be my turn.
