Isolde has now been back at pre-school for two days after her second bout with germs since starting in August. The first week was induction, the second week she was sick for a few days and then attended Wednesday-Friday, and the third week she was there Monday-Tuesday and Wednesday they called at lunch time and said she had a fever. We thought she would recover over the weekend but Monday she still had a temperature and Tuesday was needed as a "almost well"- day (they want them to have a fever-free day before returning if possible), so Wednesday was her first day this week.
On Monday we took her to the doctor since she'd had a pretty high fever except a few dips since Wednesday and it didn't seem to be going away (though that evening it was all gone of course), and they confirmed our suspicions (based on some Internet research) that she had the so-called fifth disease, also called slapped cheek disease due to the particular look of the facial rash that comes with it (its Hungarian name, butterfly pox, illustrates better what the rash looked like).
We have never had to take her to the doctor before (except the regular health and development checks) and I was very happy to see that they did a thorough job. In addition to examining her and listening to her heart and lungs, etc. they took a saliva swab test to make sure it wasn't tonsillitis (she seemed to have a sore throat) and also a blood sample (index finger quick one) to check for infection (sänkan, whatever that's called in English), but both turned out negative.
Today Peter's mum picked Isolde up from pre-school as Peter's in Switzerland for work and I had a work thing until 6pm and when I got home Isolde was in a fantastic mood (and had been all afternoon according to farmor) and we had a really nice evening together until bedtime. We were playing and cuddling and it seemed like she was trying to telling me stories - of pre-school perhaps? - in her way (since she doesn't have a big vocabulary yet). She's been very impatient and throwing a lot of tantrums lately - probably partly because there's been a lot of change and she's also approaching that age and partly because she hasn't been completely well over the last couple of weeks - so it was wonderful to see a different little girl tonight.
Considering she had only been at the pre-school for 5½ days before this week she's been doing reasonably well there. She cries when I drop her off (and starts when we enter that strip of the street) and she's been spending a lot of time with the teachers and she gets upset if she wants to sit on their lap in between playing for a while and they are occupied with another child. But she's napping and eating and I think it's a good sign that she wants to sit and cuddle with the teachers. In a couple of weeks time teher should hopefully be fewer tears and more playtime.