No parent likes it when their child is sick. The not knowing what is wrong, and worse still, the not being able to do much to make them feel better.
Once panadol (or other medicine) is administered, our role becomes that of comforter. Wiping away tears of pain, rubbing sore tummies, stroking foreheads until sleep comes.
It’s lovely, that in a bad situation, I am able to offer reassurance simply being giving a cuddle or a snuggle. I often hold and cuddle for longer than is necessary, long after the sickie has drifted off to much needed sleep. This is purely because it’s nice to feel needed and be able to help alleviate even the smallest amount of pain just through being there.
And I’ll keep doing it for as long as I am needed….