Here is the story(a long one) of the "Bug" that just wouldn't go away....and the Daddy who kept missing it all....Thursday night (before Easter) Mommy came home and felt terribly sick...and pretty much layed near her death on the couch all day Friday....Daddy was gone and thought Mommy is just exaggerating and she is probably fine....He was home less than 14 hours overnight and off to work he went........Saturday came and Mommy started to feel slightly better but not much...Preston all the while tended to mommy's needs and played very well by himself...not really sure of what to make of Mommy's moaning and lack of movement from the couch...but when she did rise to take him to bed that night...she said "boy, I hope you don't get sick" and no sooner did these words leave her mouth, then did the vomited project from his mouth....and continued every 10-15 minutes for the next 4 hrs and 15 minutes...I have never seen the little guy so terrified and so determined to not puke in the sink, trash, toilet or bowl...but all over Mommy....10 outfit changes later (for each of us atleast)..and Mommy finally realizing not to go anywhere without the bowl... we finally settled into bed at 1:30am...(NOTE: Daddy was at work).......Easter Sunday the sun rose a little too early and the previous nights events: Puke, change clothes, clean up continued....Nothing I could do could persuade this little Man to eat or drink anything...for it all came out one end or the other....Daddy finally made it home Sunday evening...only to inform us...He was rather sick too all day long....Needless to say, there was no Easter fun for any of us....but atleast Daddy thought he missed the majority of Preston being sick...Monday, was a bright out look for all of us...Mommy and Daddy felt quite a bit better and Preston appeared to be on the recoop...He laughed, played, and ran around..but still would not have anything to do with eating or drinking...Daddy went off to work that evening and of course on Tuesday morning, Mommy awoke....not to the rooster (aka Preston Jaymes)...as she usually does but on her own accord...was little man sleeping in...surely not until 10am...Mommy finally decided enough was enough and entered Mr. P's room only to find that he had vomit and diarrhea everwhere! And with no luck again getting him to eat or drink and all Mr P wanting to do was sleep Mommy decided it was high time to get to the ER...The nurses and Dr's looked quite puzzled...and really didn't believe he was dehdrated by his looks but drew his blood and started an IV due to the recount of his story thus far...4 hours later in the ER...we were told...that we would be settling in for a nights stay...little Preston was way more dehdrated than he was letting on to anyone...I tell ya...we have a tough cookie! Another 3 hours and we finally moved to our room....and Mommy and Preston settled in for a long, long night! Here is little man after a nights attempt at sleep...he did very well in this crib...and Mommy suprisingly did not have to sleep in it with him...such a tough boy!
Well, Daddy was suprised to hear of the events...he is after all still at work....but would be returning on Wednesday afternoon...the approximate time the Dr told us on Wednesday morning that we would be released as long as Preston continued eating and drinking for lunch...he did great for breakfast.....go figure...isn't that how this story has worked thus far! Well, Preston decided he had enough of Daddy get out of taking care of him...and decided to extend his stay by not eating or drinking anything at lunch....Then Preston was told, he still was going to have to go home after dinner (even if he didn't eat or drink) as long as he hadn't puked....well he wouldn't have it any other way...the dinner tray came in the door...and the smell alone made him puke all over....guess he really wanted to see Daddy in the crib with him....
We were pretty much quarantined to our rooms for two nights...watched lots of ELMO...and refused lots of food and drink...and wanted to talk to his "Papa" quite frequently and persistently!
Also persistent...was Preston's desire to get the heck out of this place....Poor guy just felt miserable....and let us know it...when he gathered the strength.....
And ever so dilegently told us us about leaving in the car....and going home...
We did finally leave Thursday afternoon....and continued to fight this bug for the next several days....We are hoping that now on day 12 or 13 or whatever it is...he is finally on the road to recovery...We have not vomited in two days....and our food and drink intake has slowly increased...he is also starting to get some energy back and shows signs of his old self...the major feat now...is our very very RED tushy...that he screams in pain when we must change the diaper (YES we have all the right ointments)...I really do not think as a mom I can take seeing much more pain in my little boy....so bug if you are listening.....Please, Please......BUG BUG GO AWAY...
2 comments:
Glad to hear you are feeling better! I think we should definitely do something this summer. We will probably be down there at least once since my aunt lives there now. Our Mommies can talk about it. Later-
J-to the A-to the C-to the E.
Preston, I'm so glad you are feeling better! That nasty bug came to our house too for Maggie Sue but it did finally leave! Love seeing your pictures and how you are growing!
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