Poor Jack (and his dad) caught hand moot and mouth disease a few weeks ago. It started with a fever for one night and then Jack got blisters on his feet and a few on other areas. My husband got the fever too and also felt muscle pain and like he had swallowed razor blades. I felt especially bad for Jack who at 21 months can’t really understand what is happening to him or how to tell us how he feels. I was thankful we breastfeed though because Jack barely ate any solids for a few days but nursed like crazy.
I tried a little bit of night weaning the week before but caved after Jack was waking up at night and not falling back asleep, but I was happy I didn’t stick with it because he really needed the nursing at night while he was sick. Jack was also really easily upset during the day, and would have a big tantrum at the drop of a hat. I’m so glad he is finally better because it was stressful for everyone! I’m also thankful I didn’t get HFM disease because it took my husband about a week to recover, and it would be hard to have anyone take care of Jack for a whole week. Whenever someone in the family is sick it always makes me feel grateful for our overall good health though, because we take it for granted so much of the time.
The main things that were helpful to survive HFM disease for us were:
- new toys to keep Jack busy at home since we were not allowed to go to parks
- finding household objects for Jack to play with (my hair rollers were a huge hit as well as an old coffee machine)
- going on long walks in the stroller
- making houses out of board books
- letting Jack help in the kitchen a lot (putting items into a salad, washing things)
- Tylenol at night even though I feel guilty giving it to him so often