Our Growing Brood

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Sunday, June 26, 2011

Flu Schmoo


We had a nasty bug around here and it was a doozy.  Jacob started with it on Friday, June 17th.  Luckily we had no where to be that day.  He was acting fine when he woke up.  Around 11, he was complaining about his tummy hurting.  I was on the phone when all of a sudden, he projectile vomited all over my blue kitchen carpet.  I yelled at him to get to the bathroom, followed by me grabbing one of my mixing bowls, whilst all the others landed in a crashing pile on the floor.  I was able to save myself some clean up, but not much!  Pretty soon, it started coming out the other end and it literally smelled like death.  That was not fun for him (or me, I might add).  He was sick all weekend.  On Sunday, I thought he was feeling better, he was even asking to eat.  That evening, I heard him calling to me from the bathroom.  He said he needed my help bad!!  I opened the door and gasped!  He was sitting on the toilet with a spray of vomit all over the floor around him.  As I was cleaning up that mess, I decided that sometimes it really sucks being the mom.  We got him all cleaned up and I had him go to bed as soon as possible to avoid any other bodily fluid messes that I would have to inevitably take care of.  By Monday he was feeling better and Tuesday was a normal day.  It was such a relief.  I was still worried about the rest of us getting sick, but so many days had passed already, I just assumed Jacob had gotten salmonella from his water frogs (which we decided need to find a new home..if anyone is interested). 
Wednesday started out as a normal day.  We all went to Hunter's swimming lessons that morning.  I got a babysitter for later that afternoon so I could go visit a sick friend.  I was really itching to get out of the house to see this friend but also to feel normal again.  I had been cooped up a little too long taking care of sickness.  I was gone for about 30 minutes when the babysitter called to tell me Hunter was sick.  She informed me that he had vomited and was now laying in his bed.  I got home as soon as possible to relieve her and relive the same nightmare I had just woken up from.  I got Hunter all cleaned up and situated in my room to watch a movie.  For the next 2-3 hours he was throwing up every 15 minutes.  At least each time he made it in the bucket, except the last one and that was only because he was asleep when it hit.  If there is anything worse than cleaning up vomit, it is cleaning it up off of carpet.  Does it ever really get clean?  I am still avoiding that spot 2 weeks later.  I won't even put the baby down in that vicinity.  The vomiting ceased for a few days, but was replaced by toilet visits every 30 minutes (or less).   He vomited one more time on Monday.  By this time, I was doing my best to keep my sanity in check.  I was beyond sick of cleaning up fluids.  Plus, it was so hard to watch him go through this.  He told me a few times he was tired of being sick and it broke my heart.  That is a long time for a little boy to have to suffer through this nasty bug.  He had a few nights where he was talking nonsense.  That was a bit worrisome.  It was usually after he had gone to bed and then gotten up to use the bathroom.  He lost 2 pounds, his face looked gaunt and his eyes had dark circles around them.  Luckily the nights were mostly quiet and we could all get some much needed rest.  Although I did have to change sheets multiple times for both kids throughout this ordeal.    Tuesday, the 26th was our first normal day for him.  I knew he was feeling better because I awoke to him playing downstairs with Jacob instead of laying lifelessly on the couch or in his bed.  When he tried to walk up the stairs to ask for breakfast, he had to use the railing to pull himself up the stairs.  He just didn't have any energy left.  This bug almost drove me insane.  We have never had it this bad before.  Any flu that has ever been in our house has been gone within a few days.  This was absolutely miserable.  I still wonder if it was the frogs, I guess we will never know.  Regardless, we are still looking for a new home for them!  And we are so grateful for being well again and that no one else has gotten it. 

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