The 20 month old has hand, foot and mouth disease. Fortunately it is unlike the scarier foot and mouth disease enough that we don’t have to have him put down or burn his stable!
For those of you unfamiliar with this strange and Victorian slum sounding disease I will fill you in – basically it’s fairly harmless it affects children by giving them small blisters on (yes, you guessed it!) their hands, feet and mouth.
He has looked a little sorry sight, big blue eyes pleading and surprising still for long cuddles – oh yes and being incredibly, incredibly grumpy!
Until my eldest had it I hadn’t even heard of it and then we blamed the blisters on eczema and thought it was odd he spent weeks with his mouth slack-jawed open, gormless expression.
‘Hmm, he must have burnt his tongue’ I vaguely thought.
He went off his food and dribbled an ocean of germ-filled slobber on every surface in the house.
My eldest had it around his first birthday, we were unaware and took our beautiful boy off to a professional photo shoot, hair and make up for me, the proud mother, changes of clothes for the progeny I was so proud of I didn’t even notice the tip of his poorly blistered tongue out of his mouth continually until I got back the proofs – bad mummy again!
Of course with the eldest I rushed to the doctors and was greeted with one of the most annoying phrase a G.P. can say to a mum,
‘Is this your first child?’ coupled with condescending tone and weak smile.
‘Argh!’ I scream (inside of course).....
‘Why? Why! Do you ask that?’ My internal voice continues.
‘I would bring any sick child to you, I will bring every sick child to you whether it’s my first baby or tenth!!!’ I rage..........
Of course it’s not true, baby number two blistered inside cheeks, toes and fingers with a rather vicious one on the thumb – has he been near a medical professional?
Well......
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