Mom: "Be careful, the teacher is going to send her home saying she has chickenpox!"
*There's this ongoing joke about la maitresse, who literally connects the most bizarre behaviors to illness. Once I was scratching a mosquito bite on my neck and she thought I had a sore throat. Another time, I was walking on my "tippy toes" like a ballerina, and she told Apu my foot was hurting. Let's just say she's no medical professional.
Well, there's irony in this one, because A actually DOES have chickenpox. What's even MORE ironic, is that Apu was just talking to my other BFF's mom, who just happens to investigate contagious diseases for a living. She was telling Apu about a young women who died of the chickenpox...
A.W.E.S.O.M.E.
Throwback to mom's experience with Pompom in the US (see here for that story). She bascially vowed to stay away from modern medicine for as long as humanly possible. In all reality, she really was emotionally scarred a tad...and felt tremendously guilty that Pompom was subjected to ASININE treatment that subsequently cost mom her confidence, her faith in the system, and THOUSANDS of dollars.
So here we are...exposed to the chickenpox, while Apu is away (thank GOD only for 12 days), like sitting ducks, waiting for the apocalypse. Ok, mom is a little dramatic. She called the doctor in hopes of maybe proactively getting the vaccine, but they were too busy to talk to us today.
And in the throws of her guilt...she fed us a HIGHLY nutritious lunch. Gross.
Wish us luck!!
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