The Plague, Part 2

I am getting over a stomach virus that woke me up at 3 AM on Thursday night. Ohh puking, how much fun you are! The worst of it lasted about 24 hours and then there has only been residual body aches and weakness. But that 24 hours, f-ing hell. T came home early from work on Thursday after feeling nauseous almost all day and with a massive headache. J had diarrhea twice that day so I was putting two and two together and getting a little nervous. But then T came home and started to feel better that evening so I didn't think about it again. Until 3 AM!

The first time we all had this nastiness was about a month ago. J had diarrhea again and then the next evening after a huge Chipotle burrito I wound up in the ER. I swore I had a intestinal obstruction my stomach hurt so bad! I received fluids and morphine (yummy!) and was sent on my way. But shortly before we left, T started feeling 'something'. Wouldn't you know it, he woke up a couple of hours later racing to the bathroom, which he did not make it to in time. ( For whatever reason, he thought it best to head for the bathroom downstairs. ??) He got, ohh I don't know, within 3 feet of the bathroom door and then SPLAT! So gross. We had to toss J's infant car seat as it was covered and his new crawling tube which was awesome. The worst of it was the first 24 hours, but again it was on a weekend and that SUCKED. J never exhibited signs of feeling bad, but his diarrhea continued for almost a week and then finally cleared up.

Both times we were lucky that Uncle K was able to watch J for us during the first day of being sick both times. J loves his Uncle K so it was no hardship for him. Thanks, Uncle K!!