I'm not a believer. Actually, I'm as far of a religious believer as one can be. But if there is some power orchestrating it all, it must have got something really strong against my family. If indeed there is such a power - then it's completely reciproqual and I'm really pissed off.
It started with all of us getting sick, for 1-2 weeks. That's not very nice with a 2-months old baby, but it's winter, so we can't really complain.
Then my wife's grandpa got sick and hospitalized. More on this later.
Then by big daughter, Gal, got sick again. This time, with a tenacious 40 degrees Celsius we just couldn't fight for several days.
Then my wife's grandpa lost the battle. He died last Thursday. I hope to be able to write a little more about this great man in a few days.
Now Gal is sick again. This time, she's got an extremely rapid fever. It can go up or down by more than 2 full degrees within the hour!! Most importantly, last night she had a (second) febrile convulsion. It's one of the most horrible experience a parent can have to endure. The most horrible thing is to hold your child in your hands for 5 full minutes, the whole body in seizure, not having anything to do to stop it. Once this nightmare is over, the whole body enters some kind of apathic state, and no matter how well you know it's going to fade away, you've got the conviction half her brain got fried by the seizure. Only after 10 more minutes did she start crying, and talking a bit, letting us know she's OK (the ambulance took some 20 minutes to arrive, of course).
So if you were wandering why I haven't been posting much lately, now you know ...