Due to a run-in with the stomach flu, our household has had a week of semi-isolationism. When I was out of town last weekend, Bryan got to experience our very first child throwing up incident. Actually, it was the second. The first was on a trans-continental flight, and can be read about here. But that was more of a gagging incident.
At 2:47am on Saturday, January, 31; Bryan posted the following to Facebook:
Sylvia and I are getting matching T-shirts made up: “I survived the crib-barfing of 01/30/10″.
Unfortunately, the crib barfing incidents were followed by the dad’s-bed barfing incident, followed by several sitting on dad’s lap barfing into a bucket incidents. She fell asleep at 4:30am and has been barf-free since.
When I got back home on Monday, Sylvia told me in excitement, “I pehped! Pehp. Sylva bed. Pehp. Daddy bed. Phep. Daddy pillow!” She pulled me into my room, crawled up on the bed, pulled back the covers, and showed me where the “pehpping” took place. Understandably, it made quite an impression on her.
Bryan caught Sylvia’s bug on Tuesday night and was totally out of commission for two days. He’s better now and back at work today.
After Bryan got sick, I decided to attempt to sterilize the house. Jessica brought me some Lysol cleaner, I pulled my steam cleaner out of the basement, and I tackled each room in the house with a fierce cleaning energy. By the end of the day on Wednesday, my hands were red and dry from all the cleaning and hand washing I’d been doing. Andrew’s were too. But my house was cleeeeaaaaan.
Andrew held up all week, and was healthy for preschool, but this morning, he had a bit of an unfortunate experience in the bathroom. Looks like he’s got a touch of the bug. Sylvia and I have canceled nearly all our out-of-the-house activities this week. Wednesday night, she was up eight times in the night howling with a painful tummy. And her diaper situation has gone from normal to very unfortunately not normal.
So it looks like we’ll be canceling our weekend plans as well.
I’m just really, really hopeful that the germs will all have dissipated by Monday. Granny comes to town on Tuesday, and I want us to be germ-free by then. Oh, and that means that I also need to stay healthy. Please, please!!
Thinking back, the last time Bryan had the stomach flu was in 1999. And the last time I had a stomach bug was in Botswana in 1997. Oooo, that was a doozy. Liz and Janet, thank you for helping me through that one. Neither of my kids have ever thrown up before. So I’ll just be thankful for the amazing run of luck we’ve had up to this point. And we’ll keep drawing and reading books and watching videos until health is restored and we can rejoin society!
