I am having a flu-infested father's day this year. But it is the events like this that make me realise what is important in my life.
My 2.5 year old daughter goes to a daycare. Surprisingly, she didn't get sick since February. With nothing else to worry about I started worrying about my career development again. That was until last week when she caught a flu.
Lucky for us, my wife works in a public school and the school year is over. So I had to stay home with our daughter for a few days and then next week my wife can take over. I took our little girl to the doctor, took care of her, and of course as I anticipated this weekend I came down with a flu.
My daughter is being really cute about it. Yesterday, she covered me with a blanket on the couch, brought me a pillow and TV remote. She gave me a kiss on the forehead. While my wife was out getting me Tamiflu I couldn't entertain our toddler -- so I offered her to watch 3 cartoons instead of her usual two 5-minute Scholastic cartoons. She said, "That's ok, daddy, if it makes you feel better I will only watch two" followed by "Can you please get better so you can play with me?"
I feel a bit better today. Tamiflu is kicking in and the fever is not as high anymore. I still feel like crap, but my family taking care of me is the best father's day present I could get.
