I could never be a nurse because I hate sick people. I know that sounds awful, but bear with me. I can empathize and sympathize with the sick, I just find it very difficult to take care of someone who is sick. And I've come to the realization that I can't deal with sickness because I feel so powerless against it. I always can bring the sick their juice and soup and aspirin, but there really isn't a damn thing I can do to help them get better--and I hate that. I also have a big, big problem cleaning up after a sickie--vomit and other bodily fluids have never been my favorite things to look at or smell. I do have the tendency to get sick myself whenever I have to clean this stuff up, so I wouldn't do well in a hospital setting.
Feeling like this just didn't happen--I didn't feel any differently when my kids were young. I never was the nurturing mother that I probably should have been when the girls were sick--I didn't rock them and pet them and sing to them like I should have. But, once again, I just felt so damn terrible that I couldn't DO anything for them. And I always have felt better--for the most part--if I was just left alone while sick, so I pretty much leave others alone whenever they are bedridden. Of course, I DO make sure the sick one is doing as well as can be expected--I DON'T just leave him/her to fend for his/herself.
So, where is this post coming from? K is sick today. It seems as if he has some sort of stomach bug with fever. No other symptoms, just running to the bathroom very often--even though he hasn't eaten hardly anything since yesterday. I hope he's better soon. Poor baby. :(
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