The swine flu has finally found it’s way to my state. How do I know? Certainly not through the gatrillion mentions of this fact on the local news in the past 24 hours. Nope.
I know this because when I walked into Princess’ school the other day, there was a huge sign at the front desk that said “Please use hand sanitizer upon entering the building.” Next to it, a humonstrous sized bottle of hand sanitizer. I obliged. Why not?
I know this because Princess, Dude, QT, and I went to BW3 for wings yesterday evening. Princess and I were washing our hands before dinner and she kept scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing and rinsing and scrubbing and rinsing some more. I told her to get crackin’. She said “I’m washing my hands really well so I don’t get the swine flu. We have to wash our hands as long as it takes to say the alphabet 3 times.” Um, OK.
I’ve got a tip for the school administrator. Try spending as much time making sure there is soap and paper towels in the bathroom as you do giving the kids hand-washing lessons and printing a huge sign and buying a ginormous bottle of hand sanitzer.
And quite frankly, I’m more concerned about that ticking counter on the outside of Princess’ classroom door that counts the number of confirmed cases of strep throat in her classroom since last Thursday (3 so far) than I am about swine flu.
AMEN Sista!!!
I am usually pretty paranoid and was worried about the swine flu the first few days. But now that is seems pretty mild I’m not too worried anymore. But I do tend to be a bit obsessed with hand washing anyways!