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Sunday, April 26, 2009

Don't Let Me Die!

Yeah, I know that comes off as a little bit dramatic, but we've had plenty of drama in our house since Tuesday. One after the other, we all succumbed to a nasty, albeit quick, stomach virus.

Buddy Bear (he's growing so quickly, and I need to post some pics for you!) threw up two times on Tuesday with no apparent cause. The first time, it looked like he had been chewing tissue and got choked, but the second time was a complete mystery. Since he wasn't running a fever and didn't act out of sorts, I just chalked it up to formula not agreeing with him and forgot about it.

Wednesday night, we were getting in our Suburban to head home from church when Pookie Bear complained that her tummy hurt and she felt like throwing up. When we were about 3 minutes form our house, she became really frantic, insisting that she was about to throw up. Thankfully, she managed to wait until we got home and she was no longer in the vehicle. But that was the start of a miserable night for her (and me).

At one point, she was in the bathroom when I heard her loudly exclaim, "Oh, Lord! Please don't let me die!" Mr. Incredible and I had to laugh at that, but I quickly went to her to comfort her. She and I ended up sleeping (?) on the couch. I don't think she made it more than 2 hours at a time that night without throwing up. She finally stopped throwing up around 8 a.m. but was weak and tired the rest of Thursday.

By Thursday morning, I felt terrible myself, and when Baby Bear got up, she promptly threw up. Thankfully, she only threw up once and then just felt bad the rest of the day.

When Mr. Incredible got home Thursday night, he told me that his stomach was not feeling well. By the time bedtime came around, he, too, was sick. Thankfully, again, he didn't have to work the next day, and when he woke up Friday morning, he was already feeling much better.

Miss Muffet got up sick shortly after she went to bed Thursday night. She and I spent the night on the couch. Like Pookie, she didn't make it very long between vomiting episodes, and it was morning before she finally stopped throwing up. Neither one of us got much sleep.

Everybody rested Friday, except Mr. Incredible, who was determined to cut the grass. At least he did take a lot of breaks and cut half in the morning and half in the evening.

All in all, it has been an interesting few days here at our house. I'm glad this was just a 24-hour bug. I don't know if I could have taken anything longer!

I'm happy to report that even though Pookie felt like she was dying, no one is any the worse for the wear, and we are all just fine.

I have so many posts I want to write. I hope that I am able to stop by here more often.

How have you been?


Stay At Home Mom said...

I am sorry to hear about your family's bout of illness. I bet your daughter was really feeling ill for saying that she doesn't want to die. The poor girl. I hope everyone is feeling alright now.

Holly said...

Aw, poor kiddos, and poor mommy too!Hope you are all doing better, Revka!