It was bound to happen. Azer said about 4 of his classmates were absent from being sick, and two of them said they had the flu.
Reema came down with it first, feeling nauseous and feverish. She was out of school for a day, the next day she felt better, but come the weekend, they were both suffering from fevers, headaches, and just feeling overall miserable. If they fight and argue a lot feeling great, imagine how lovely they were to each other when they felt terrible? Felt like calling Dr. Phil.
To my relief, they both got their flu shots last week. Reema cried (screamed) like someone was coming in to kill her. She even cried the next morning worrying about any other shots that might be planned for the future. It's mildly humorous, but I'm not going to tell her that.
Azer seemed slightly dehydrated through the feverish weekend. He had no respiratory symptoms at the onset of this, but his cough started to get wet yesterday. The doctor prescribed a general antibiotic to offset any infection that might try to stick around in his lungs. I'll be sending Azer to school with a good supply of Gatorade (although I actually feel like going to school with him and doing treatments every half an hour, and pour Gatorade down his throat like there is no tomorrow).
I'm not worrying.