Here it is, quarter to 8 (in the a.m.), and I’ve been up since 2:30. Getting bored so I figured, hey, lets write up a post.
About 2:30 this morning, Nick shows up next to our bed upstairs, says he needs some medicine, stomach doesn’t feel good. Then proceeds to spew on our bed, floor, himself, and everything else around. Becky cleaned up the gunk, I saw to Nick (which involved having him take a shower… blown chunks between the toes is not a good thing). An hour later, Nick crawls back into bed and proceeds to throw up again, getting his bed, his clothes, and his floor, etc. Start all over. I decide to stay up and keep and eye on him this time and provide him with a container to use from now on.
So every half hour, he wakes up, blows chunks, goes back to sleep. My method was pretty much down after the first two. We’ve managed to limit the vomit to just the provided container, which makes cleaning up easier. Throw up into container, wipe mouth, take a sip of water, then I deposit the goods into toilet, rinse and clean out the container, then set it back down next to his head like a teddy bear.
Woot!
So round about 5:30, Ashlee wakes up, hurls on her floor. Mind you, Nick is still in the middle of his cycle, I’ve got about 20 minutes before he goes again. At least Ashlee was on her way to the bathroom, and hers was more chunky and less liquid-y, therefore it was better contained (I’m convinced we’re still going to find evidence of Nick’s first two here and there the next few days). So, I teach her the cycle as a precautionary measure and provide her with her own container. Good thing too, because just about 30 minutes later… she spews for the 2nd time.
At least Ashlee doesn’t have the nasty cramps that make you want to keel over and die. Nick not so lucky. Stomach flu is LAME!
So, I gave up sleep for the rest of the night. And oh, nice… did my stomach just rumble for no reason? Looks like I’m next… :@ Funny, and just earlier today… oops… I mean yesterday, we were all singing along to that wonderful Jonathan Coulton tune, Bacteria.
Oh, there’s Ashlee again… right on schedule…