Karma can be a bitch

My friends, colleagues, and anyone who follows me on Facebook knows that I have been having a little fun with all of this talk about the Swine Flu. . . excuse me the H1N1Flu. Since we don't want to unnecessarily punish Wilbur for sickening hundreds of people around the world.

I've spent the last week coming up with new and creative names for the Flu (Babe: Flu in the City, the Piglet Flu), mocking people who are flipping out about the flu, including the fact that there is a "Swine Flu Response Team" at work. I even found a way to connect the flu to an upcoming fundraising campaign that will raise money for the Girl Scouts. . . .instead of "Support the Sash" I think we should go with "Support the Mask" and put the Girl Scout logo on surgical masks. It's fun and topical!

Given all this, I wasn't too worried when I got a call Thursday that the girls were sick and running slight fevers. Out of nine kids in the infant room four had ear infections. My girls just wanted to be a part of the in crowd. By the time Dan picked them up from daycare and took them to the pediatrician they were in bad shape and both had spiked high fevers. When he called me after the appointment to give me an update all I heard was "they are very sick" and "the pediatrician tested them for the flu, but the test was negative."

I think I heard the part about the flu test being negative but in that split second I started worry that the test had been a false negative. And that I was going to have to call the JCC and tell them that "those Fox twins" had exposed and infected the entire school (that would NOT have won me any popularity contests. I suspect there are families who are still pissed that my kids brought RSV into the class). In my panic, my imagination took over and I spent five minutes obsessing over how they could have been infected when the only places they had been were home and daycare. It's not like we had been in Rocky Point (and why we are NEVER going back there is another post for another time). And then I thought, "this is probably my punishment for using Facebook to mock the whole swine flu thing."

And then Dan brought me back to reality by reminding me that their flu tests were negative, that it wasn't going to magically be positive in the morning, and that I needed to pull my head out of my ass. Well, he didn't actually say that, but I am SURE he was thinking it.

Oh, and the girls are fine. They each have bacterial infections and prescriptions for Omnicef.