Thanks to all of you for reading my last post “The Winter Resolution: Fighting the Winter Blahs” and sharing your own tips for how to survive this never-ending season. It helped me feel a little less like this woman in this video. (But just a little. In fact, I wonder if this is a secret filming of me in my driveway?)
Shortly after I published it, my son spiked a fever. Then a sore throat. Then a rash. My neighbour emailed me to let me know her daughter had come down with Scarlet Fever. Yikes! Did my son have Scarlet Fever too?
But wait. My daughter then developed a fever. A sore throat. And yep, you guessed it, a rash. But she was in a far worse state … extremely lethargic, with no appetite. Okay, we better head to the doctor!
Doctor’s conclusion: Fifths Disease. But he took throat swabs as well.
Then I spiked a fever. Then my throat got sore. Then my throat got so sore it felt like I was swallowing glass.
I get a phone call. Both kids’ swab tests came back positive for strep throat. Yep, Fifths disease and Strep. It was awesome sauce. My throat was so bad that I didn’t even dare try to swallow those massive vitamins I showed you in my last post or even bother trying to get a minimum of steps in a day.
But, I tell you what? I am so grateful for the invention of penicillin! Less than 48 hours after starting my prescription, I was back to the land of the living. And so were the kids.
And that meant we could still enjoy our planned ski weekend at Calabogie Peaks Resort. Phew! Because my son had bounced back very quickly and he had been counting the minutes until this trip (he kept asking, “How long until we go to Cal-a-BO-gie?!”). We all would have been so disappointed if we’d had to cancel on our generous invite from Ontario’s Highlands Tourism Organization.
Plus, I’d even gone as far as to buy downhill ski gear for the first time in my life. Neither Hubby or I grew up in a skiing family, but he had quickly acquired a taste for it years ago and now the kids had too. All three were completed kitted out and often took in a ski evening or afternoon at one of the local hills in the Ottawa Valley. But Mom? No, this ol’ Mom tended to stay home and catch up on work or, better yet, grab a nap.
Not having ski gear was a convenient barrier for me. I’d think, “Nah, I don’t want to get up to the ski hill and sort out rental equipment. Too much hassle.” Well, I crossed that little excuse right off in a single visit to Play it Again Sports in Kanata.
For the cost of $250 (including taxes!), I was now part of the “downhill ski gang” that my family had become. The skis were $130, the boots were $70, and the poles were $10.
So now my combat artillery against the dreaded “Winter Blahs” includes not only multivitamins and walking, but downhill skiing. Or at least that’s my plan. I’ll let you know how it all panned out next post!