Poor Jamie, my soon-to-be-11-year-old daughter, has developed Chicken Pox! She’s not very happy about it — she’s had to miss out on a sleepover. The spots started breaking out yesterday, which means she probably got infected in the last few days at school.
She’s not too ill with it, thankfully, though off her food somewhat. She’s currently lying on the sofa watching CBBC and checking for new spots in a mirror. As each one erupts, she’s been giving it a name! I think Trevor was the first one, and we’ve had a Bob and a Tessie. Sadly Trevor has now expired and gone crusty!
We are all hoping she’ll be OK in time for her birthday on the 21st!