Entry FeedLast year we spent our earth hour wandering around the neighbourhood enjoying the darkness.
Last night we spent it with every light on in the house, with almost every appliance working, and cleaning up vomit.
Son One started vomiting at 8:00 pm, and continued at roughly 10 minute intervals until 6 am this morning.
Between 8:30 pm and 3:30 am I did four loads of laundry - these are the "bonus" loads that I mentioned on my laundry blog. Son One went through three pairs of pajamas and had two showers. The bed was also changed.
After the first major blow-up, handled completely by Husband as I wasn't home, the rest of the night was gagging, water and bile. Husband said I would have been terrified if I had been home - probably would have called "911." He was sick starting in the downstairs entrance way, up the stairs, through the hall, and into the bathroom. Husband claimed nothing actually made it into the toilet.
Things I learned last night:
- Hot dogs take more than 7 hours to digest
- Son One needs to eat better
- Son One needs to chew his food more
- You can continue gagging for 8 hours with nothing in your stomach
I think it hurt me more than Son One to see him so sick. Though however much you love and adore your child, and however bad you feel about their suffering, part of you can still get really, really angry at 3:30 am when they miss the toilet.
I hope no one else in our house gets this stomach bug. I am not even sure it is a stomach bug - he played hockey really hard for hours yesterday, and I almost wonder if it was exhaustion / exertion. Today Son One seems to be feeling much better, but still exhausted. He has already taken a shower and bath this morning, and is back in bed.
I, too, am exhausted. I hope I get a nap this afternoon.
Last night I think we used more energy than any normal Saturday night, with the washing machine and dryer going, lights on to facilitate cleaning of many rooms, showers going, toilets flushing. Next year we'll do better, I promise!