Oh No Not Again

Well, last week I was feeling sick.  Nothing too bad, just a cold.  I ignored it.  I wanted at least one week that we didn't go to the doctor.  Seriously. 

It was a mistake.  By the time Tuesday, this week, came around I was done for.  I finally went to the doctor to find out that I have bronchitis, again.  :(  So not cool. 

I got a shot and more antibiotics and a firm warning to call if I start feeling this coming on again.  Evidently my immune system isn't what it should be.  Really?  Who knew?

On top of that, our youngest was compaining on Tuesday night about a tummy ache.  She fell asleep on the couch and about an hour later threw up in her sleep.  Lovely.  I hopped up and started talking to her and she started wretching again.  Her eyes were closed and she was trying to go back to sleep  LAYING DOWN IN THE VOMIT!  Okay, I don't do vomit.  No, really that is Steven's job.  I clean up the kid and comfort them.  Steven cleans up the, um, stuff.  But, as luck would have it, I was alone.  Steven and the older girls were at BSF.  So what did I do?  I started yelling at our 5yo.  Yeah, not one of my finest mommy moments.  But, she would wake up.  She was completely out of it. 

I was holding a limp 5yo that was wretching her guts up, literally.  Luckily I had made a barf bag and had it at the ready.  It wasn't too much of a help when her noodly body convulsed and the stuff missed the sack, twice.  When she finally woke up, she looked up at me and smiled.  Ugh talk about guilt crashing down on you!

I got the mess cleaned up just in time to help her again.  She threw up every thirty minutes all night long.  It was not fun.  Bless her hear, after she had been at it for a few hours, I was comforting her and she looked up at me and smiled so sweetly.  She never complained or cried.  It was pretty pitiful. 

She didn't eat or drink much until today.  We knew she was feeling better when she wanted to get up and dance to the music on a commercial!

Hopefully spring will bring less germs.