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When I was a child I had chicken pox. I remember it vividly. I would stand in front of the TV each evening, with the fire on to keep me warm whilst my mum put calamine lotion on my spots. It was like cold chalk paint and has this smell that I can’t describe but can smell even now.
Those days seemed to go on forever. It’s left such an imprint in my memory that when my own children got chicken pox I expect it to last for weeks and weeks. But, when LP got chicken pox last week she was fine and out of the contagious part within about five days.
But that’s not to say it wasn’t awful. Those five days were the longest of my parenting life. Each day she was miserable, wouldn’t eat and hated getting changed, let alone having anything put on her spots.
She’d stand in the bathroom for me, letting me put cream on the spots – calamine cream is so much nicer than the lotion I had as a child. But, she would cry that she felt uncomfortable, that the cream was cold and that she just, really, didn’t like it.
Every other day I gave her an oaty bath with bicarbonate of soda in it. This both moisturised and dried out her skin at the same time but she really enjoyed it. The warm water eased her spots and she got to pretend she wasn’t poorly for a few minutes. But the bath couldn’t be too hot and she couldn’t stay in it too long. Even a simple bath was so much harder than normal.
But, by the morning of the sixth day LP was back to normal. She was eating again, smiling again and back to her normal self – just covered in spots that had thankfully scabbed up by that point. It was so, so hard to see her so unwell. She is always so happy, always so lovely to be around and chicken pox pretty much zapped her personality. It left her weak and sad and I am so glad that it’s now behind us and LP is back to her perfect little self.
(I shouldn’t need to say it, but I will anyway. These photos were taken once she’d come out of the contagious phase of chicken pox during our weekend away. We didn’t take her out of the house with chicken pox)
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