We're going to live.
I would not wish this flu on my worst troll (no, not even you anonymous).
After a week of nursing Miss Ky through this stuff (she's still not over it), semi-sleeping with a baby monitor on so that I could change her bedding when she got sick, I was awakened by the sounds of J2 throwing himself into the bathroom. I ran to his aid and suddenly thought, uh oh. "I'll be back!" I said. I lied. I couldn't get back.
While J2 laid on his bed with bucket in hand, I gathered phones and set them in bed with me (it was 4 am).
Morning came and I actually left the care of my unwell two-year old toddler in her 8 year-old brother's hands with the admonishment: "Do NOT let her eat anything other than toast or a half of a banana".
30 minutes later,
clump clump clump clump (and the sound of fat little legs pushing against a diaper) arrives at the side of my bed. smelling. like peanut butter.
"A1!! Did you feed MIss Ky peanut butter?!"
A2 (5 year old): "I didn't. I gave her yogurt".
Holy cow.
Knowing I would be consulted very soon for a clean up in aisle 10 when her tummy purged the feast, I crawled from my bed- very carefully because any movement set the violence off again.
"Why is she soaking wet?!"
"I dunno".
Never leave a toddler in the hands of two young boys even if you're dying.
That you for the lurves and comments, please know that while I am walking around in pj's with my hair standing every which way, your comments brightened my day. I hope to respond by tomorrow when I don't feel like someone has beaten me with a 2x4.
OMG. Well, I am going to go out on a limb and say that it cannot possibly get any worse. I still wish I were there to help you. With my hazmat suit.
ReplyDeleteUgh, I'm sorry you've been taken in the grip of the nasties. Hopefully you get better soon.
ReplyDeleteOh, I wish I could be there to help out. I have a cast iron stomach. Get better! Quickly!
ReplyDeleteOh dear Jeri, That just sucks. Really there is no other way to describe it. Take Care.
ReplyDeleteGet better soon!
ReplyDeleteJust what you needed.
ReplyDeleteI'd say it can only get better from here, but that always seems to blow up in my face.
So I will say, I really hope you all get feeling better soon.
NO, no, NO! This is ALL WRONG!!!! When we all encouraged you in your brave handling of so much all at once, we were surely not inviting a Job's challenge!
ReplyDeleteDear Father in Heaven,
Please be with my sweet sister as she hangs onto your robe (for dear life, it seems) and follows your perfect way. Though we do NOT understand the path, we know you do. Give her strength. Restore her health. Send her peace. Please, provide a loving set of hands to reach out and help her through this trial. A new neighborhood, a foreign country, a lonely time -- you see it all, Abba Father. I place this all in your hands and weep that I am only virtually connected, thus unable to deliver a meal and a hug and a promise to be there IN THE FLESH for my sweet friend.
In your son's precious name,
Amen
I'm so sorry you and your family are sick. I hope you ALL get well soon!
ReplyDeleteOh, you poor thing! I do know what you're going through! I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy either. But I would never have wished this for you. Before long it's all going to end for a while, because I know you need a dang break!
ReplyDeleteI hope you all are feeling better very soon! It's bad enough to be sick, but for everyone to be down is torture.
ReplyDeleteOh dear. You really are experiencing one of those 'trials by fire'. I'm so sorry you are all so sick. Moms don't have time to be sick. Especially Moms who don't have a back-up handy. Sorry!
ReplyDeleteOh dear. Oh dear. Oh dear. I wish I could help out somehow--I am SO sorry! Get better soon?
ReplyDeleteah honey.... I'm so sorry...
ReplyDeleteI featured you today to make you feel better :)
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I am sorry to hear about the sickies. We just went through the stomach flu a couple of weeks ago.
ReplyDeleteLinda
Aw, Jeri, I'm so sorry to hear the flu bug has attacked you and your family. Gee whiz, haven't you had enough to deal with lately?! Maybe if you holler out "Uncle!" things will get better. In the meantime, I'll be sending good thoughts your way, and I'm sending up a prayer for you and yours that good health will return to your household pronto.
ReplyDeleteOMG it seems like it can't get worse, well your mother in law could show up. Is there anyone who can help you? I can't imagine, this is all just too much. I join with Debbie and PRAY. God bless you honey some times life is just plain hard.
ReplyDeleteHe gave her YOGURT???!!!! Oh boy. LOL. It just never ends, does it?
ReplyDeleteOh no! Tough times... I can imagine the 'hell' you are going through now, with all the smell and sight to bear. Its such times that your tolerance level (with little sleep) is put to the test eh?
ReplyDeleteHope the little one get well real soon....
Ugh!! Bless your poor heart. i hope you're all feeling completely better asap.
ReplyDeleteOh you poor baby, how how awful.. sending lots of warm healing thoughts your way. Even on your sick-bed you manage to put a humourous twist on things. I sure hope you have turned the corner by now. x
ReplyDeleteLook at it this way. It really can not get any worse. Hope that you will all be feeling better soon.
ReplyDeleteHope you're all feeling better soon!
ReplyDeleteyou are the poorest, dearest mess of a mom ever. I mean that in a good way.
ReplyDeleteUgh...that is so not fair!! That calls for a "code"...explain...
ReplyDeleteCode Brown? Code Yellow? Yes we say that in our house because that means...NOW!!giggle. We have learned to say that due to large messes.....however the code Barf...my 8 year old has not gag reflex...so then it is Code Pissed and get it cleaned up really fast like!!
Hugs to you....and your sweeties