I was feeling a little left out as my Dad, sister, 2 nephews, brother in law, other sister, mom, husband and son all were sick in one way or another. So, the day we were having Thankgiving which was the day after Thanksgiving, because that is when my brother and his girlfriend could make it, I got sick, sooo sick. My lovely plans of drinking rum and egg nog with rum, and apple cider with rum, while cooking all got shot to hell. I still held it together long enough to cook the vegan half of our dinner, while my mom cooked the carnivore half....but that was it. I would be doing nothing but crying, shitting, and puking (simultaneously!) for the next 2 days. If you've ever shit (shitted?, shat?) and puked at the same time for an extended period of time while watching your baby vomit everywhere throughout the entire night, you can see how close I really was to calling an ambulance just so I could get some morphine, demoral, percocet? delivered to me. I would not have been picky at this point. I just thought the only way out of this was to be passed out. But since even one ounce of water would send me into my aforementioned simultaneous party of hell, I couldn't take anything for the....whatever the hell I had. Did you know there is a layer of something after the bile? Nasty.
A few nights ago, my husband and I woke up to our baby vommiting uncontrollably. Thank God he sleeps with us or this couldn've been bad. I changed the sheets, husband changed him, and we all laid back down, and then more puke and then more and then more! And then when his little tummy was empty, he was dry heaving and choking for a few hours. I sent the man to the couch around 6 am, because a few hours of sleep before he worked would be nice. At 9 am, I took booboo to the pediatrician. After checking him over and over, she determined everything looked and sounded fine, but then thought that sometimes with babies that the only symptom of strep throat is vomiting. She swabbed for it and it came back positive!!?!?!? I cried. He has never had strep throat before, I was not prepared. We have been very lucky that he has never had an earache before, and maybe 2 or 3 runny noses in 19 months (Knock on wood). So, we did the antibiotic thing. ( I won't bore you with what it took for me to make this agonizing decision), we went the one time, slow released shot that hurt him so bad.
I felt fine for about a day, maybe it was the adrenalin, and was busy spoiling him. Then whatever I had set in and decided to make itself at home.
My husband felt sick too, the 3 of us started feeling sick at the same time on the same morning, and then it got worse and worse, which is why we thought of food poisoning. We had all had eggs at IHOP 2 days before, and I really think it was this. In 29 years I had never felt like this and I have never had food poisoning. I think we had it, and we had it bad.
I'm still not better, still cannot think, but I cannot complain at all because the days of sitting on the toilet holding a bucket have seemed to pass.
I think my husband made me better. He is such a healer. I cried all day yesterday trying to take good care of my baby while feeling horrible. I was in such despair. Then my husband comes home early from work, with all kinds of fluids, and saltine crackers (we checked, I'm not pregnant), he built me a big fire, and took care of booboo. He gave me a massage because I was so sore, then I slept for a full night. And now I still feel it in me, but I AM SO MUCH BETTER!
This has led me to wonder why I trust other people with my families health. I meticulously check the dates on food and throw out anything the day before it expires. I am very serious about this. But then, why would I trust a cook at IHOP to be as careful with food at I am? I mean, God, what if it was Ecoli, like the little 2 year old up north just died from? I dont' think I will ever eat eggs again, and I don't think we will be dining out anymore either. I am going to take our grocery money, plus the money we will be saving from not going out to eat, not buying dairy, eggs, pepsi, rum, copious amounts of rice or soy milk for booboo's bottle (we successfully weaned him! Yay!) and processed foods, and take all that money and go straight to Wild Oats and buy Fresh, ORGANIC, local fruits and veggies, and whole ingredients to make meals (imagine that!) I'm going to stop saying I don't have enough money to eat organic or to fix organic meals for my family, because obviously I have enough money for all that other crap. And this has taught me how important what my family eats is, especially a 30 lb. baby...this could've been so much worse.
I feel so much closer to little bubba after staying up all night that first night watching him breathe, and making sure he did not choke. It was sad, but bonding. And my knight of a husband comes to the rescue again and fixes the world as usual. And while I was sick, we got the first snow of the season! It was so beautiful. Mom and I raced out front to gather the rest of the Walnuts from our tree. We both felt too sick to do this, but walnuts are important and expensive. The snow is sticking on the ground, it is beautiful and booboo can say Snow. Ahhh, life is perfect. I HOPE THE REST OF YOU ARE FEELING BETTER TOO! <3
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