Do you remember the big news story about the H1N1 flu outbreak a few years back? That totally changed my life. Not because I got the flu, and no one in my family got the flu. Heck, I don't even think I know anyone who got the flu that year! But it changed my life because it made me incredibly anxious about illness in my family. I wish I could sue the mass media for all those hours lost due to anxiety, worry and total lack of sleep. Or else for the cost of a lobotomy so I could just cut that memory out of my brain.
Yesterday, Kid#2 came home from school. His teacher has promised the class end-of-month class parties (what for, I have no idea - the teacher seems to be very generous with candies and parties and such...) and they didn't have it last week because of Terry Fox run, and then a PD day. And they didn't have it on Oct 1 because two kids were missing from class, and they didn't have it on Oct 2 because 5 kids were missing from class. Kid#2 says he doesn't know where they were. I'm suspecting flu. And they're in a portable - you know how those germs get around...
So did I sleep last night? Hardly at all. My heart was stupidly tight with anxiety about flu and barfing and missing work and school and caring for the kids. My skin was tingling. My brain was in overdrive. My heart was beating as though I was working out. The best part? The kids are fine and healthy and so am I. But I'm still totally done in by idiotic mind games.
Help?
