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Repeated illness from daycare -- the never-ending cycle

Here is how it plays out during the cold season when you're a working parent. The following sequence of events is repeated over and over and over again until all viruses have cycled through your household. 

First, kid gets sick. Kid stays home from daycare. You stay home from work to take care of sick kid. You fall behind in work.

Kid gets better. Now you've caught the kid's illness and you're sick. You stay home from work, falling behind even more. You still have to take care of kid while being sick. Consequently, you may not rest and recover adequately. When you finally return to work you are too tired to work as efficiently as you need to catch up. 

By the time you think you have stabilized your workload and you are no longer feeling physically or emotionally destroyed, guess what? Kid gets sick again and the cycle repeats.

The last two cold seasons have been especially brutal. Parents, I seriously don't know how we're doing this. To make things worse, I feel like our struggles are invisible to the rest of the world.




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