The Weekend of Sickness

Saturday morning started just like any other weekend-day - full of promise of all the things Justin, Luke, Devin and I could go out and do.. That is until Luke regurgitated all of his breakfast. We were shocked as Luke has NEVER thrown up before; He spit-up quite a bit as a baby, but never full on puking. This continued for a few hours until the diarrhea started. And didn't end. The house had never smelled so foul and plastic bags with diapers piled up at the bottom of the stairs.

One horrible incident occurred right after nap time. In a hurry to put on Luke's diaper, I neglected to check the new diaper's placement. I didn't realize that it was only covering one but cheek until we heard a farting noise come from Luke as he was playing and looked down to see a pool of yellow-orange diahhrea at his feet. Ew. Poor little guy woke up after nap that same day yelling "MOMMY!" "YUCKIES!" I walked in and Luke was pressed up against one side of his crib, as far away as he could get from the puddle of puke at the other end.

Even though Lukas was throwing up and had nasty diapers, he played normally. He was a little lethargic but had no fever and was drinking plenty of liquids.

FAST FORWARD TO SUNDAY EVENING -

Justin complained after dinner that he wasn't feeling to good. I didn't think anything of it, figuring that it was just something he ate not sitting well. 11:30 rolled around and Justin began vomitting too. SO at 12:30am we packed up the kids and drove to Andrew's Air Force Base ER for Justin to get paperwork to have the day off. They diagnosed him with a viral infection, gave him a prescription for anti-nausea meds (which we didn't pick up), and sent him home at 2:30am. The kids and I waited in the car while Justin visited with the doctors. We were home and back in bed around 3:30am. Needless to say, there was not much sleep to be had that night.
The next day Justin slept and I took care of the kids, housework, and went to the grocery store. Luke was feeling much better. Justin was queasy, but not puking. So I went about my day as usual and made the mistake of not napping when Devin was asleep that afternoon. I even went so far as to tell Justin that the reason I wasn't sick was because I always take my multi-vitamin and eat a ton more vegetables than him. WELL I ate my words later that night.

In the middle Devin's second night feeding at 1:30 I started feeling not so great. I woke Justin up, gave him the kid, and hung myself over the toilet waiting for the relief that throwing up would bring. Sure enough the spaghetti and meatballs I had had for dinner made a reappearance. Thankfully Justin was able to tell his boss that I had become sick and to stay home to help me since I was barely able to function that morning. Justin even took Luke to his 18month well-baby appointment so that I didn't have to cancel!

Today is Wednesday and Luke is completely normal, Justin still feels a little weak, and I only had a few moments of queasiness today. Devin has remained mercifully unaffected.
A few things this has taught me: have a little more compassion for my child when he isn't feeling well (since I have no idea how much he is actually suffering), always disinfect my hands after changing a diaper, don't lecture my husband on healthy eating habits, and always ALWAYS clean my toddler's hands after playing with other children.