Raise your hand if you like succulent, grilled chicken, fresh, crisp green salad, homemade bread with real, sweet cream butter, topped off with made-from-scratch brownies and rich, homemeade vanilla ice cream?
Now, raise your hand if you enjoy cleaning it up from bedding and floors after your family has thrown it up all over your house.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
And before you start pointing fingers, no, it wasn't my cooking.
Baby was the first start spewing sometime between 3 and 4 a.m. Sunday morning. But she seemed to improve as the day wore on. She was still her crazy, little self and never acted like she felt bad. No one else showed symptoms and we thought we were in the clear.
But we were fools. Fools, I tell you.
I knew something was wrong when Sister turned down brownies and ice cream after dinner. Ice cream.
Hubby started in around 11:00 last night. Call me insensitive, but I cleared outta there and let him handle it. He's a big boy, ya know. Around midnight I kept smelling...well, you know...for lack of a better word, puke. It was strongest in Sister's room, but I never heard a peep from her. It was dark, so I couldn't really see, but I didn't need to. She reeked. I sat her up in bed and she said groggily, "I frew up." Yeah. I can see that.
I flipped on the lamp next to her bed to survey the damage and begin the process of cleaning up. The girl was covered, and had slept in it. Imagine, if you will, the combination of Sister's very long hair and...chunks. Suffice it to say, she took a late night bath.
After getting to bed around 1 a.m., I was awakened at 5:00 by Baby. Yup, you guessed it. More spewing.
Brother gets up around 7:00. I give him strict orders to stay away from everyone. He eats some toast and chocolate milk for breakfast. We call it a sick day and put in movies.
Then comes the diarrhea. And then, well, did I mention he had chocolate milk for breakfast?
Without going into detail, here is a basic overview of our day:
Spew. Squirt. Spew. Squirt.
The fun never stops.
Fortunately, I think we're on the down side. And even though I have been down and dirty (literally) in the thick of the battle, I have, by some strange, unknown phenomena, escaped the plague. Knock on wood.
So, anyone hungry?
21 comments:
I absolutely love your blog. I'm totally hooked. It's like reading about my life, but funnier.
What can I say in the way of encouragement? Keep your nose plugged and your chin up? I bet there's plenty of soft, cushy toilet paper in Heaven? Or even better, there's no pukin' past the Pearly Gates??? Somebody say Hallelujah!
I don't know. Whatever you gotta do to hang in there do it. And keep those blogs comin'!!!
YUCK. I am very sorry for you. Glad that you aren't sick though!
You made me laugh because I remember those days....wait, it only gets different when they get older.
ugh. I WAS five minutes away from my lunch break...now I'm delaying. I feel for you, I had to clean my son's green chunky puke out of my mother's cream-colored rug a couple months back...not the best of times.
Hope the smell goes away fast, you know it lingers...
and I hope they all feel better
after a while with the squirts, wet wipes are your best friend!
Praying for you over here, hate sick days, thanks for letting me laugh over yours! ;-)
Oh that was mean at the beginning! I was hungry and then Blaaaah! You took us right there with your words! Ha! Man I hope you all get well soon! And I hope you don't get it!
P.S. On the "peek" thingy of you in the morning....you are right about already doing it, but could you mention it and link to it? I mean if your not puking the rest of the week and all! Stay well!
Oh girl, I am so sorry! If you need anything please call. But don't be offended if I leave said items on the front porch and drive away in a frenzy! ;)
So... I think is this is one post I won't say thanks for sharing! JK... I was about to go cook dinenr though!
I really hope you don't get it too.
Oh, I feel your pain. It seems that you have at least maintained your sense of humor.
It seems like everyone is having this problem lately. Is there something the CDC isn't sharing with us?
We had this too, several weeks ago and I had to actually throw bedding away. It was THAT bad and there was no way I was going to pick chunks out of the really nice hand-knit blanket that you can't even throw in the washing machine. No Way! Out to the garbage can it went (thankfully it was garbage night and the blanket came from Pier 1). Hang in there!
I don't know you, but your post described a few of my days a few months ago, with my 4 little ones (6,5,3,&1).
Hope it passes quickly..... :-)
God Bless you and I am hoping for better days ahead for your family and especially you!
I'm so, so sorry.
And also? I'm linking this.
ew ew ew ew ew
Mary, mom to many
wow girl, I am so sorry you all spent your weekend so yucky sick. been there already, so your dscriptions not only gave me a pretty accurate visual, it brought back memories I'd rather forget. thanks for that. :-) I hope you all get to feeling better soon.
you poor, poor woman... best wishes.
ROFL You slay me woman. Bwahahaha!
Perhaps it was not a good idea to read this while I was eating lunch? ;o)
Ohhh, I'm so sorry. I hope you are all feeling better. I only have a brief moment at a computer but wanted to say thanks for your sweet words and prayer for us!
I can't believe you didn't spew from all the cleaning up of the puke! haha I'm one of those, "smell it, do it yourself" cleaner uppers! haha
I love reading your blog! Great stuff! REAL MOM stuff!
Thanks for making all of our lives seem more normal!
haha
Sharon
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