We had quite the unexpected start to our week when T was sent home midday Monday from school.
He was sneezing and had a runny nose. He also told his teacher he had a fever. He didn’t and doesn’t have a fever – it’s his default word for everything – but because of his cold symptoms, they asked us to pick him up.
Not only that, but we also had to keep T home until he completed a COVID test and we confirmed a negative result.
So the hubby and I rearranged our work day and the entire family went for the COVID test.
The lineup at the hospital was long when we arrived late afternoon.
There are two lines: a screening line where they take your personal information and a test line where you get the QTip up your nose.
Thankfully, we got to cut to the front of the screening line because of T.
The line to wait for the nose swab took an hour. T was glued to the hubby’s phone. We had to change his mask because of how snotty it was.
I was optimistic T was going to be fine given he was in great spirit and didn’t have a fever.
When it was finally our turn, I joked to myself about telling the staff to shove that QTip up T’s nose to teach him a lesson about so carelessly using the word fever. But I was nice.
I was up first. It was quite quick, lasted five seconds. It wasn’t painful but it was certainly uncomfortable. It felt like someone jabbed a metal wire up my nose.
My eyes watered up and although I was not in pain, I had tears streaming down my face.
I tried to tell T that it was not painful at all but I was not very convincing so I left and waited outside. A minute later, I saw T walking out with tears streaming down his eyes.
I bet he learned an important lesson to never use the F word (fever) so casually again!
And so, it was a return to homeschooling – while working – again this week.
The hubby and I were so not mentally prepared for it, so this week felt like a chaotic mess.
Thankfully, we had resources and ideas leftover from our homeschooling journey in the Spring, including those from his teachers last year, that I drew from.
We did some math activities.
And a scavenger hunt, using a card game called Ukloo, gifted from a wonderful teacher friend, that helped us practice reading and recognizing sight words.
As well as outdoor time (in the backyard only), letter tracing, roleplay games, and bedtime reading.
T’s amazing child and youth worker also reached out to us and she did 30-minute virtual lessons with T on Wednesday and Thursday.
Thanks to her, we discovered that T is now drawing pictures in class. He drew a wonderful picture of a dinosaur.
And our two cats Kyrie and Lanaya.
I felt the return of being so scattered with juggling work and T – and I didn’t do a good job of managing my stress level at all this week – and the parental guilt of feeling like we were not doing enough for T.
It certainly made it clear to me that the hubby and I are screwed again if we were to have a second lockdown this fall.
I just had to keep reminding myself of two things: 1) missing a week of school in the grand scheme is not the end of the world, 2) it’s important to respect and appreciate the protocols that schools have in place to keep everyone safe.
T had quite a few hard moments to deal with this week. When routines go out the window, he gets easily emotionally disregulated. In fairness, who could blame him for not wanting to be home and wanting to be in school. But it was also quite awesome to see the growth in him between now compared to just a few months ago.
So there’s always a silver lining!
Oh and in case you were wondering, the results were negative!
I’ve never hit the refresh button on a web page as much as I have this past week. T was driving me nuts at home, to be completely frank!
We received them this morning.
I must’ve woken up the entire neighbourhood when I screamed “Negative!” at the top of my lungs.
It was not a surprise as it’s exactly what we expected. He was fine all week. But nonetheless, it was a big relief and we felt grateful to have it confirmed.
We told the teachers and his daycare we were going to keep T home for today – and possibly on Friday – until his cold symptoms go away.
The last thing we want is to get the other kids in his class sick and then the school has to shut down.
Cuz if that happens, Lord help us all, I may jam that QTip up into my brain myself.