Middle of the night, Monday night, Will let out a howl. We thought it was a bad dream at first. We tried to comfort him and then he started making a gagging noise. Mind you, the kids are currently sleeping on air mattresses in Gramma and G-Daddy's respective closets. Steve scooped him up as quickly a possible and I ushered him to the bathroom where he lost it...ribs from the night before.
He got some of it on the sheets of his air mattress, but Steve was able to catch it and not get any vomit on the floor. Sheets were immediately soaked and thrown in the washer. He still felt nauseous, so I sat with him in the floor of the bathroom. All night long.
He was fine the next day, but then threw up again in the middle of the night. Then again the next night. I began to Google. Oh, how it scared me. I read multiple listings of how vomiting only in middle of night could be a sign of a brain tumor. One mom said that if only she had not assumed it was a tummy bug, her son would still be with them. Insert: panic and prayer, my go-to. I prayed hard for my boy. Please, don't let this be anything. I will take him to the doctor in the morning for tests. Soon after my praying and pleading with God, my answer came. I have never been so grateful for explosive diarrhea. That was a sure sign that it was, indeed, a tummy bug. After the diarrhea began, he never threw up again. But he did have that explosiveness for 2 days. Could not even drink a sip of water without it rushing out.
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And then, there was Olivia. My precious little girl. We thought it was over, but then as soon as Will was on the mend, it hit Little Livi. She woke up crying in the middle of the night that her back hurt. Her back? Why would her back hurt? I rubbed her back and she said she felt better, so I went back to bed. A few minutes later, she started crying again that her back hurt her. Then, the gagging. I got her to the bathroom in time. She threw up. Took her to the other bathroom where she threw up a few more times and then it turned to diarrhea.
I called the doctor. We had already been at it for nearly a week. Will was still on the mend, eating nothing but a BRAT diet. The doctor said it sounded like Rotovirus. The kids ARE vaccinated, so this was a milder version. Geesh I'd hate to see what a full version looked like.
I became VERY familiar with the hall bathroom at Larry and Neva's. Having spent 3 nights sleeping on the floor. Will had watched Tornado Chasers on the iPad. Olivia just sang songs.
After 10 days, the bug seemed to be through. Just in time for Will to start school. I had been really worried that he would miss his first day. No one else got the bug. Adults don't get Rotovirus. Please, let this be the last tummy bug for a looooong time.
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