We got an early Christmas present over the weekend, but this is one I wish we could have sent back unopened. T woke up in the middle of the night on Friday night and threw up. Actually, I woke up to him whisper yelling from his bathroom because he had puked in the toilet and now needed to pee. Poor boy. He spent the rest of the night lying on my bathroom floor (I know, it's cruel, but I don't care), while he ran back and forth to the toilet.
As with every stomach virus, we hoped and hoped that it was just a fluke thing and that it wouldn't travel to anyone else. Does it ever go that way? No. This morning, A2 puked—all over the lovely basement carpet, no less. Since he and his sister share everything, including their pacifiers, I'm sure that N will follow sooner rather than later.
We were already feeling kind of sorry for ourselves (well, mainly me) because most of A's family is gone and so we were going to have a really quiet Christmas. But, we had planned a few activities to make it special, including a fun day-after-Christmas breakfast with some of my extended family. But now I'm so sad at the thought of being quarantined in our house for the next week.
Oh well. Santa will still come, the sickness will pass, and we'll all survive.
Monday, December 21, 2009
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4 comments:
oh, this is sad news. i'm so sorry. let me know if you guys need anything.
Such sad pictures....poor little guys! Hope the get well fairy visits and makes them all better quickly and no one else gets sick!!!
I'm so sorry! It is not cruel to let him sleep on the bathroom floor though. When I am sick like that, it is in fact my favorite most comforting place to sleep. Good luck.
When we had it over Thanksgiving, I thought it would last longer than it did, but really it was over in 3 1/2 days. Hopefully not everyone will get it and you will be out and about soon.
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