*Disclaimer: don't read if you have a weak stomach and don't like hearing about disgusting illnesses of the stomach variety. * Consider yourself warned.
Note to self: The BRAT diet does not include chocolate peanut butter cup ice cream {for FHE treat}... Not the brightest idea the week we have a bunch of sickies. Chocolate was on the brain when I was at Alberstons today (well, now that it's the middle of the night..yesterday). But the kids have been okay today (and THEN it started right before my bedtime). I ASKED FOR IT! One child {Izzie}, we'll call her the 'wise and favorite child' elected not to eat it. And she wins the prize for the only one who can straight shoot it into a burp bowl. And she's 3.
Brayden...chocolate chunky pb ice cream chicken cordon bleu spaghetti squash and green bean a-la-mode...{mostly taking on the chocolate hue} ALL OVER his bathroom floor, sink, and maybe a drop in la toilette. He earns a star for at least making it to the bathroom.
I walked up the stairs after gathering more supplies to disinfect Bray's a-la-mode when I heard grunting from Kenzie's room. "mom, I threw up last night." She was delirious (poor soul) and had no idea what time it was...quarter to midnight. LOVELY. Thank my lucky stars it wasn't 2 am yet. Kenz was literally rolling in hers and didn't even try for the burp bowl sitting maybe a foot from her bed. Did we not teach puke etiquette and go over it again and again before going to bed tonight...something about complaining your tummies hurt after eating chocolate pb ice cream? Instead there's a soaked comforter, sheets, pillows, blankets, mattress pad and a quilt to show how lousy she felt {did I say lousy..I really meant LAZY}. And yup, signature chocolate brown a-la-mode. She gets a pat on the back for not leaning over the bed and showering her carpet... like I used to when I was her age. Mom & Dad remember that? Maybe Kenz and I aren't so different.
I'm walking from Brayden's room to Kenzie's room to survey the damage laughing my head off in the hallway...standing in disbelief that they are doing this all at the same time...total harmony. Of course, I'm laughing so hard that I wake up Lexie and Monson...and then I see Izzie half naked standing up doing her duty into the burp bowl. Which was NOT of the chocolate a-la-mode variety. Did I say 'favorite?' I meant it.
Not 15 minutes before these charades Viviana showed us her stuff downstairs once again. Only hers was coming from both ends...delightful sounds and aromas....and even spewing out her nose--never seen anything quite like it. Poor baby--serious tummy issues. I betcha not too many of you have had total 'harmony puking' at your house with FOUR kids at once {okay, maybe Colorado Julie had an episode like this last year}. I think the kids are in kahoots and planned this just because I needed to chill out and have a good laugh. Did I mention I got in a 'car accident' today? My nerves have been shot all afternoon {it was hardly a fender bender, but trashed my door & I was TICKED...not my fault though}. I'm waiting for Mons to declare himself. He totally wins if he can make it into the bowl since he's on the top bunk. He and Izzie can vie for that coveted prize...
I begged for a night of rest and I got it {well, sort of} last night. Laugh when it's just too overwhelming to do anything else ...it will make you feel better, pinky promise. Lysol/scrubbing bubbles and puke...not such a lovely combination. Maybe that's why they just can't stop. That, and chocolate ice cream for desert - just call me genius. I am not staying up to do all the loads that this mayhem requires. So for now, what didn't fit is sitting in the backyard, along with Vivie's business. Maybe it will scare off the mice, coyotes or whatever looms out there.
And stay far, far, far away from our house! The coast is apparently not clear yet. Lex had it last Friday, I had a scaled-down version Sat and Sun along with Vivs going for her 2nd round. Now she's on her 3rd round. I think it's gonna be long, long night and perhaps a long, long week.
Update: Curt & Monson violently joined the puke party at 3 and 4 am...the rest continued all night long. For reals, 6 of them altogether. I'm officially last man standing.
Lucky me. ..Resident clean-up crew. It's like a total freak-show gone bad over here! It's going to take DAYS to wash all this bedding! I think Lexie and I should just high-tail it out of here while we have a chance and leave the rest of the sickies to clean up after themselves! My poor family...Izzie still wins. HANDS DOWN!
{now I'm kinda worried about dehydration--really, it's not over & it's 7:30 am} It's a WICKED one. Hope you don't get it!
16 comments:
I am so sorry! There are no words of encouragement at a time like this. Hope you don't get it, too!
Gross!!! Isn't it amazing how fast that stomach virus can pass thru a family. I am so sorry but I am glad you are all doing better.
What a terrible night! I don't think that my stomach could handle that. Izzie is the winner hands down. Mattie is a pro at making it to the bathroom or into the "burb bowl" as well! Matt calls it burb bowl and I call it barf bowl! Hope you don't get it, and I hope the fam starts feeling better soon.
Wow! Curt mentioned he was a little
tired on Sunday when he taught our class. I'm surprised he made it to church at all.
Stay strong Shay. Too bad the "Last Man (Woman) Standing" is on clean up duty.
Oh my! I hope this one doesn't last too long in your family!
Shay!! AAAAHHHH! This same thing happened to us over a year ago...it goes down in history as the worst illness to hit our family so far. And yes, I was the last woman standing that time too. Hang in there!
Mercy on the McLaughlin Family!
Oh bless your heart! Yes, you have to laugh. No doubt about it. You poor things. When ever my family looks to start down this road, I immediately make the change to only beige foods. Anything white or light tan is acceptable. This is for the sake of the carpet--the poor carpet! Because I too have learned my lessons with the flu bug and food. No Oreos, spaghetti or even orange juice. Just toast and ritz crackers.
May everyone soon recover and Shay, don't forget to clean out the rubber gasket at the front of your front loader washing machine. Mine has some creases in it that I take a few Lysol Wipes to. If you are washing puke bedding, this step is not to be forgotten.
You are in my thoughts and prayers today.
I definitely would have left...I don't do throw up, especially when I am pregnant! Danny is usually the one that has to deal with it. Luckily my kids are not throw-uppers...Heaven was merciful to me in that. Jesse did throw up at the hotel on the way back from CA and unfortunately did not make it to the bathroom in time and when he did the seat was down and it all splattered everywhere. It was really gross. I had to walk out to the front desk in my night gown and get cleaning supplies. Where is Danny when I need him! I'm very sorry for you! You can bet that I would not be laughing...I don't know if I could even be nice!
I know, what was I thinking?? We've been doing the BRAT diet for the little offenders since Friday, but I got all creative when I thought we were maybe in the clear...or at least I was willing to take that chance since chocolate peanut butter sounded oh, so delightful. And it proved to be ' the food' they will never ever be able to eat again. See? I cured them of chocolate {ok maybe not}. I remember when I was 8 I had the same kind of episode after eating that broccoli/cheese with mayo creamy casserole with chicken...ya know the one--RS makes it all the time. I haven't been able to smell it or eat it since then without the heaving going right along with it. I'm the delirious one now...who write such things?!
Thanks for the rubber gasket tip--don't know if I would have thought of that (YUCK). For sure they all need new tooth brushes too. I hope the illness leaves just as fast as it came and I'M THANKFUL WE'LL BE DONE WITH IT BEFORE THANKSGIVING THIS YEAR! See? Something positive.
All I can say is WOW!! That has got to be a record night of nastiness. Bless your heart (and your hopefully strong tummy)
I feel so bad for you all. I hope everyone is feeling better soon and that you can catch up on sleep and laundry!
Shay - you not only couldn't hit the burp bowl when you were little, but your vomit was "projectile vomit". Anybody sitting two rows behind us at church was your target.
I dry heave even thinking of the stench of vomit. One thing I was very grateful to you father for was that he was the designated "clean up puke" guy - he knew if he didn't I'd be in there puking too. It was all I could do to clean the chunks out of the washer!
To this day I would rather have stomach cramps than throw up.
When we had the girls here last year and they had the stomach flu I just stood with them in the shower and washed all three of us off (PJ's and all) while Kelly cleaned up the beds and floor.
Oh the memories of six sick kids! Matthew was our "winner" he always hit the bowl or made it off the top bunk to the bathroom.
Hope you're all feeling better.
Oh girl...that SUCKS! I'm sending you hugs and kisses over the mountain!
oh, Shay...good thing you're still laughing...I might've made my KIDS sleep out in the yard with the nasty laundry at the point you guys are at! And my dear husband would've moved out temporarily--those Weenig boys have "weak stomachs", or so they've been taught.....who dry-heaves over an infant's diaper??!!
Put a huge blanket in the biggest room of the house with plastic under it and make them stay there. YUCK! I haTE haTE the flu!
I hope everyone is better by now.
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