This week started with a weekend with my husband’s parents. Henry was very excited about seeing his grandparents again. On Saturday we went out for lunch at an 1950s American diner. It was quite an experience: the mystery machine in the carpark; the costumed staff (and quite a few of the customers); and American cuisine (I tried sasparilla for the first time – I wouldn’t bother). After lunch we went onto the National Brewery Centre, a museum about the brewing industry, in Burton on Trent.
Sunday saw us still with the grandparents. Here’s Henry on a trip to the local park. He’s quite familiar with this park as we go there quite regularly when we are in the area visiting. There’s a great climbing frame, slide and activity structure with a bit of a nautical theme going on. Henry’s on look out duties here. After lunch we went home and Henry had a nap in the car. Next up to a friend’s house to play for the remainder of the afternoon. With hindsight this may have been a step too far for a boy still recovering from a virus.
Monday was supposed to be the day that I took Henry and my mother to Malvern to see my grandmother in hospital and help clear out her house (she transferred to an old people’s home this week). Henry was not well enough to go. At 9am when I left, he was already having a nap and had a bit of a temperature. I had to leave him behind and go with mum. As it turned out conveniently in some ways as we had more room in the car to transport stuff back with us. Here’s one of the things we brought back: a Kilrush Pottery vase that I found a new home for in my bedroom.
Tuesday was back to school day for Henry and catch up on jobs day for me. It started that way at least. At lunchtime though I had a phone call from the school saying Henry wasn’t feeling well. I went to collect him and he didn’t seem to bad (in fairness to the school I know he’s been up and down this week often quite quickly). I got him home and he had a 2 hour nap, so he clearly wasn’t well.
I didn’t try to send him to school on Wednesday even though he seemed bright enough first thing. A day’s rest will be good for him I thought and part of me couldn’t face having to pick him up from school early, for the third time in a week, because he was sick. We had a quiet day at home which went down very well with Henry and the feline members of the household.
Henry still seemed to need a nap or a rest in the afternoon and had a terrible cough at night,so I took him to the doctors on Thursday. The doctor put my mind at rest and Henry just needs a little while to get over what may have been a couple of viruses back to back. On Thursday I did manage to escape the sick room for a while as a kind friend minded Henry while I went to my yoga class.
Friday was one of those days when Henry probably could have gone to school, but if he had he would have been tired out by home time. We’ve had a nice few days at home together which have involved some snuggles on the sofa, some naps, quite a lot of TV watching (I had to break out a DVD from my rainy day stash) and a bit of art.
So for once we didn’t have such a busy week, although we did have a busy bank holiday weekend.