I was having fun mocking and looking down on all the hysteria around swine flu. Loads of fun – right up to the moment that my 15-month-old Riley woke up at midnight in a pool of sweat and we found she had a high fever. The flu. Which flu? That flu? The moment I picked her up I went from cool social critiquer/cynic to panicking mom. Her fever climbed. And then it fell, as fevers do. She felt miserable and then she felt better. Now she’s fine. Whew, what a ride. No swine flu here. Just regular old flu.
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