The day I naturally said, 'What a day!' ①

On the fourth day after my eldest daughter started kindergarten for the first time, she woke up unusually early.

When I hugged her and asked, "What's wrong?"

She was burning up🔥

Oh no, she has a fever... When I checked with a thermometer, it was 39.7 degrees Celsius. Her breathing was also labored.

Since she had been cared for at home and hadn't caught any colds, this was practically her first infectious disease.

Is this what they call a baptism of fire? She did have a runny nose yesterday... Anyway, I spent the day cooling her down, taking her to the hospital, isolating her so it wouldn't spread to the younger child, and dealing with my eldest daughter who was incredibly high-energy despite (or perhaps because of?) the high fever. After spending the whole day in a whirlwind of nursing her, the next day, I ended up shouting, 'What a day!'

To be continued