Monday, July 25, 2011

A Mother's Sick Day.

I woke up last week with one nasty stomach bug. When I laid down I was super nauseous, and when I stood up it triggered ... le vomiting. (Putting "le" in front of anything makes it a little more classy, right?) When you have a two year old (very active) little boy, laying down is not much of an option. So, guess what I did for the majority of my day?

That's right, I threw up. A lot.

And if there anything I hate most in life, it's throwing up. It hurts. It's miserable. And I'm not very good at it. (More on that later.)

I tried lying down as much as I could, so let's just say that Levi got a good healthy dose of PBS Sprout that day. Poor baby; it was like hiking Mt. Everest just to make him lunch. (Ah*hmm ... PB&J.) He kept running up to me, getting in my face and saying, "mommy doesn't feel too good."

He was right. Mommy felt like death.

He was such a good boy all day. He quietly watched TV, colored some pictures and played with his toys. I tried napping when he did, but my body hurt so much that I couldn't sleep. That, and my head and the porcelain throne had far too many meetings.

Levi didn't know WHAT to think when I had those meetings. There I was, sprawled out in the middle of the bathroom floor heaving and screaming. Remember how I said I'm not good at throwing up? Well, it's as if I lose all control of my body. Tears come flying out of my eyes at warp speed, sweat oozes out of every pore of my body and I can't help but scream. It's uncontrollable and involuntary. I sound like a cross between a strangled duck and a choking seal. It's horrific.

My knees were so sore from the hard tile, so I grabbed Levi's little step stool. As soon as I sat down and continued heaving, the blasted thing starts playing, "brush your teeth every day to fight off tooth decay" over and over and over again. Levi was keeping me company me on his potty, playing the harmonica and screaming, "MOMMY IS SICK!! MOMMY IS SICK!!". In between each heave, I wiped my mouth and said, "I'm okay, baby. I'm okay," and then it started all over. Levi blew his harmonica with all his might and then started screaming, "I'M BEING QUIET, MOMMY. YOU ARE SICK. I'M BEING QUIET!" I think I might have laughed in the midst of that round of sickness and I prayed that I could just stop throwing up. Between the tooth brush song, Levi's harmonica and yelling, my horrific barf-barking and convulsing, I know I had to be scaring the poor lamb.

By the grace of God, Husby got off an hour early that day and was able to come home and rescue me. Well, more like rescue Levi. I went straight to bed.

I have a friend who once told me many years ago, "moms don't get sick days", and if ever that statement was ringing true in my head, it was that day. The next morning I told Levi how proud I was of him for how he helped Mommy and was such a good boy when I was sick and he said, "thank you - I'm proud of you TOO, mommy." :)

That's a day I won't soon forget. But I really, really hope Levi does.

OY!

17 comments:

  1. Oh my goodness, you poor thing! I'm so sorry you had to go through that mess today, and hopefully tomorrow you will be feeling better. I have to admit that I laughed when I got to the part about the step stool. That sounded like something out of a sitcom!

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  2. Oh gosh! I am so sorry you were so sick! I hope you are feeling much better by now!

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  3. For real- being sick when you have to take care of little ones is the worst! My house looks like a disaster zone on those days. But I always remind myself- better me sick than them. Kind of helps :)

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  4. Oh, that sounds miserable! Glad you're feeling better!

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  5. Oh you poor, poor girl. I completely understand. Last year, I came home on a Wednesday with a pounding headache and feeling "off", but I sent my husband to church to teach youth anyway. Within an hour of him leaving, I had fever and couldn't stop coughing and every movement made me dizzy and queasy. I still had to feed, bathe, and get my son to bed. Let's just say that even that was a colossal effort. It ended up I had the flu, and I quarantined myself for three days. I was paranoid my son would get sick. That was bad enough . . . I can't imagine throwing up on top of it.

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  6. Oh my goodness you poor thing. That does not sound like any fun. A good story...but no fun.

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  7. Between the image of the vomiting, toothbrush song, and Levi on his harmonica I definitely laughed out loud. Sorry it was at your expense, but that sounds like it was quite a scene!

    Cabin Fever in Vermont

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  8. Awww! I am SO sorry! I do not look forward to days like that. I'm glad you can look back and find the humor in it though! Oh, and sorry, but I did LOL. Hope you're back to 100%!

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  9. Ah! You poor thing! Those are the days that you call up Grandma and say TAKE MY BABY BEFORE I TRAUMATIZE HIM hahaha. I'm so greatful to have tonnes of family close by.

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  10. The brush the teeth thing cracked me up. I'm sorry you felt so ill, but at least you did it with style..."brush your teeth every day..."

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  11. So sorry you were sick, but I just about died laughing while reading that just now! Hope you're feeling better :)

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  12. It's the pits when the Mommy is sick! Glad it didn't last long!!!
    And LOL on his harmonica...HA!

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  13. I love that Levi thought he was being so quiet. I wish he could have taped a video of the bathroom scene for us.

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  14. Oh my goodness gracious... so glad you're ok, Whitney!! I've always wondered what it would be like for a mom with a child (or multiple children) to be sick while her kids are home!

    Hope you're all better now. :)

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  15. I am sorry you were sick! I get sick all too often and it sucks! But your story of Levi screaming "Mommy is sick" had me laughing out loud! LOL

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  16. I'm so sorry you were sick. When I was pregnant I had horrible morning sickness and my son (then 18 months) would laugh and pretend to throw up too after seeing mommy throw up. I was so worried he was going to be worried, nope he thought it was funny.

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  17. Awww, he is such a sweetheart. So sorry you had a sick day, but glad you're feeling better!

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