Latest TODAY column: When Mr Flu pays a visit to the kids
The flu bug seems to be visiting us again. I met Mr Flu a few weeks ago and we went our separate ways. He dropped by again a week ago and my kids and wife all made his acquaintance. He has been at my house for a week now and doesn't seem to want to leave.
So, between the maid and myself, we are looking after three sick kids: Faith, Isaac and my wife.
I remember the first time Faith fell seriously ill, when she was six months old. She had an allergic reaction to egg white (very small children do not have the enzymes to break down protein like that found in eggs) and it panicked the whole family to see her red rashes.
Then there was the time she developed bronchitis, also before the age of 1, and she had to be hospitalised because she was throwing up and refusing to drink. She had to be placed on a drip so she would not dehydrate.
I don't know about you but there is nothing more heartbreaking to a parent than seeing his kid sick in a hospital bed, her arm swollen from a needle, curled up miserably in a cold metal hospital cot and unable to tell you how she feels.
But we can see it in their faces and we know. No words are needed.