When you’re willing to catch their vomit with your hand.
Killian is victim number three in the stomach virus/foodpoisoning fest that has taken over our family, oh, since the plane took off from Dallas Monday night.
I threw up in the airplane galley, in each of the rear bathrooms, in my seat, on the jetway walk and in the terminal, in the baggage claim bathroom (twice), at 25th and Folsom, the second I got the apartment door open, and multiple times until about two or three in the morning. By then, my kidneys ached and my head was pounding and I was in such a state of delirium, I really can’t remember how many times it was. But it was several at home. I couldn’t even keep water down - within 10 minutes or so of trying, it came right back up.
I woke up yesterday morning, no longer nauseous, but feeling like I’d been hit by a truck, when Joshua came in to tell me he had been back and forth to the bathroom multiple times with the same problem, other end, since about six in the morning. I remained weak and exhausted while he got to enjoy his sickness (I win for most vomits). Eight o’clock never looked so good - we ALL went to bed then, and got about 11 hours of sleep.
I’m feeling much better today, thought still tired and still with a sensitive stomach, Joshua’s still pretty iffy, and Killian has now had two bad diapers and vomited once. But I caught it. In my hand. Judah seems to feel fine, but who knows what tomorrow will bring. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long night with my little guy.
Looks like Lower Greenville is a VERY giving community.
oooo- so sorry. i will be praying fo ryou guys to get over this quickly.
I’m sorry you are all so awfully sick! That sounds like the flight from HELL!!! I hope you had a sick bag, at least.
I catch vomit in my hand frequently. Unfortunately, I need bigger hands.