December 23rd 2012 6:08 pm
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These past many days I have been quite uncharacteristically NON-Sophathetic. One might even say that in a grand gesture of non-self-centeredness, I arose to the occasion.

Dad started out with his oral surgery, then brought influenza into the house. Mom kept him well supplied with beverages, crackers, soup, decongestants, and fever reducers.

Then Mom succumbed to the influenza. Without even a kiss good-bye, Dad left town for three days, leaving Mom to care for Wee Lass, who also succumbed by then to influenza, and to get Little Lad and Middle Lad to their various appointments.

I never left Mom. I became Nurse Sophie. Yes, it is normally Nurse Pennie who is the chief caregiver, but this was MOM who was sick.

When Dad returned home, Little Lad became sick as well. Dad then had to care for Mom, Little Lad, and Wee Lass, but he had ME, Nurse Sophie, as Mom's constant nurse, giving continual Compression Therapy and Naturally Humidified Healing Vapors. When I sleep on Mom I normally like to curl up between her legs, but I was so concerned for her that I gave her Full Sophie Compression, with my body upon her abdomen and my head resting upon her chest, so that I could direct the Healing Vapors of my breath directly into Mom's germ-laden lungs.

Mom was quite surprised that I seemed to care for her so much. It seems that on occasion even Queen Sophine can be unselfish.