Sorry folks. I took a bit of a hiatus these past few weeks. There hasn’t been much going on over here. Not enough to write about anyway.
Let’s see. James was supposed to go back to school on January 7th, but because of his illnesses over the past few months, and all of the bugs going around, we decided to keep him home until March. We didn’t want to risk him catching something that might put him in the hospital, or worse. His immune system has been working overtime since probably October, so it deserves a break…and so does James.
As much as we wanted to put a bubble around James, we quickly realized that would mean putting a bubble around Stacy, too. At least I get to get out of the house to go to work and socialize with adults. Stacy wouldn’t have that, unless she met up with friends or family at night or on the weekends. But after being James’ caregiver all day long, she’s pretty pooped by the time I get home from work and doesn’t want to do much of anything. It’s for these reasons that we relaxed the whole keep James in a bubble thing. He is still not going to be leaving the house unless absolutely required. Yesterday, for example, he went to the dentist for some x-rays and a cleaning. Stacy has had a few people stop by just to hang out for a couple of hours over the past couple of weeks. While we are trying to limit James’ exposure to the flu that’s been so bad this year, Stacy needs some adult time. It’s good for her mental health. We do have some rules, though. If you are feeling sick, or have been around someone who has been sick, then please do not come over.
So far James has remained healthy-ish this year. We are going to do our best to keep it that way. I am starting to worry a bit about Stacy now, though. She spent the first three years of James’ life by his side, with only a few opportunities to take a break from him. Then when he started school this past fall, she was pretty excited that she would finally have a couple of hours a day to get out of the house, do some shopping, meet friends for lunch, or whatever she wanted. Unfortunately, that did not last long. He started school in September and started to get sick in October. Now he’s home until at least March. I fear that this is going to take a toll on her. I will do my best to take some of the load off of her, but there is only so much I can do. I can’t be there to help every day. I would like to be, but I can’t. I’ve got to work, because we need the health insurance.
