Now that Amaia has developed the chicken pox too, I think we can safely say that she, like Marcel, Charlotte and Anna before her has gone down the ordinary, boring, chicken pox route. She was hot for an hour or two last Saturday and isn't even itchy, thanks to Piriton. She skipped a couple of meals, but hasn't shed a tear, and given she (like Marcel and Lots) hasn't developed any significant spots on her face, then a week or two down the line, we'll not even know she's had it. Seven years of worry after Léon's hospital escapades have been unfounded. I'm so glad to have it over with at last.
(And yes, she's reached that stage of illness when Heinz tomato soup has to be top of the menu!)