Ugh. Today was just an ugh day. Sorry if you called--I spent as much of the day in bed as possible and only answered the phone once. (It was Gee's orthopedist, so I had to take that call. His new DAFO braces are in, and Gee needs to be fitted for them on Monday.)
On the flip side, the sun was shining today and Em is finally feeling better. When this girlie gets the stomach flu, she gets the stomach flu. Nothing halfway about her. If it is a 24-hour-bug for everyone else, it lasts 72 hours for Em. For example, we had a little stomach virus right after Thanksgiving, remember? Hebs vomited once, Gee twice, Zee once, Momma a couple of times. Daddy was sick for about 36 hours, so he got it pretty bad. Em was sick for almost three days that time.
This time, with this "24-hour" bug she picked up at a good friends New Year's Party (it's all your fault, Lisa!! Just kidding!), Em has been sick since Saturday evening. Didn't eat or drink for nearly four days. (I was a heartbeat away from taking her to the doctor for an IV, honestly.) I've never been so worried about dehydration before. She wasn't completely lethargic, and she kept going to the bathroom, so we waited. Finally, on Wednesday morning, she started keeping water down, and then graduated to a bite of food here, a bite there. Some of it came back up, but yesterday she managed to keep some cereal down, and today she's been rocketing around the house, eating and playing just like normal. Whew.
Zee has the over-developed gag reflex (every time Em vomited, Zee fled the area), but Em's got the sad stomach. Poor thing. Glad that's over.
A completely unrelated P.S. My sister's seventh grader is reading The Great Gatsby in school. Huh? I don't think I really understood that book when I read it in tenth grade. Thirteen seems a little young to be dealing with what Jen says "All that they do in the whole book is drink, party and sleep around." I'm pretty sure any deeper meaning was completely lost on my class of 15-16-year-olds. I can't imagine trying to teach it to 12-13-year-olds.
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He finished it last night. We had a long talk about it today. I did carefully lead him to the conclusion that the "moral" of the story was how you needed to be true to yourself and beleive that you were worth what you wanted out of life. If you weren't true to yourself you would wind up like Gatsby. All he had to say to that was, "Wow, that was really deep."
ReplyDeleteI am sooo sorry Keryn! We need germ detectors that beep and flash red when we are contagious!
ReplyDeleteLisa, that is the seriously best idea I have ever heard. I'll buy the first one, once you invent it! (Heck, I'll totally invest in your company. Can you imagine the money you could make?)
ReplyDeleteBut, seriously, don't even give it another thought. 'Tis the price of actually living when you have little kids.
I'm so sorry you've been sick, Keryn! Did you get the stomach flu thing or is it just that you're completely exhausted from taking care of everyone (especially Mercy)? If everyone is feeling better and you need to get a nap in, give me a call on Monday! Katy's been begging to go play at your house, but I wanted to wait until everyone was feeling better. We miss you guys!
ReplyDeleteI think I have escaped thus far the stomach flu thing; it's really everything else (and an odd headache!) that laid me low yesterday. Thank heavens for a husband who had to work crazy hours at the beginning of the week, but was able to stay home Friday morning to take care of ME (well, of the kids, but it is the same thing, don't you think?).
ReplyDeleteWe miss you SO much, too--Em included Kay in her prayers today. Monday we have an appointment in the earlyish morning (9:30am) (DAFOs finally arrived, yay!), but in the later morning would be fun. Or Tuesday would be awesome too.
We'll talk. I'll have my people call your people, 'kay?