...ahem...ummmm...hmmm....i mean, sick slapping graham and me in the face. hard.
last week, graham had some pretty serious dirty diapers and i just chalked it up to him drinking whole milk and eating new stuff. and then thursday morning when i walked in to wake him up, what i saw made me scream, "OH. MY....CHAD!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!" I normally don't say that. it's usually 'oh my goodness' or 'oh my word'. but i was FREAKING OUT. Graham had thrown up ALL in his crib. EVERYWHERE. big HUGE chunks. E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E. and my screaming and hollering scared the poor thing to death. apparently it had happened in the middle of the night because by the time we woke him, it was all dried and crusty. i couldn't believe graham never cried. but he acted like he was fine. and i never thought anything more of it because the night before he did eat quite a bit of food. and so I just figured he had a super full belly. so we got everything in the washer and cleaned up and proceeded with our day.
then i got a phone call around 2pm that graham had a 101.7 fever and i needed to go and get him. i decided to take him to the dr. because with the diarrhea, vomiting and fever, i didn't want to take any chances. and dr. said "stomach virus." and there wasn't anything we could do but put him on a strict diet of ONLY clear fluids for a 24 hrs and then gradually work up to solids and milk again. but NO MILK for 5 to 7 days. so graham and i went home and laid on the couch. he was so pitiful. usually he is all over the place and wants to play. not today. all he wanted to do was lay on my chest. so he did. and i loved on him and held him and took total advantage of him wanting mommy. he hardly ever lets me hold him like that so i was taking every single bit of it in. and then around 5pm, it hit me. and it hit me like a tornado!! I pretty much stayed on the toilet all night with a trash can in front of me as well (sorry TMI). I was so weak and couldn't even move. it was absolutely horrible. i seriously thought i was going to die. i tried drinking lots of water, gatorade and pedialyte but as soon as I was ingesting it, i was throwing it up just as quick. i could not get hydrated at all. so finally around midnight, chad called his mom to stay with graham while he took me to the er. i hate going to the dr and certainly didn't want to go to the er but i couldn't take it anymore. i was so weak that I couldn't even open my eyes or keep my head up. i knew it was time to go. we waited for about an hour before we finally got in and they hooked me up to an IV (THANK YOU GOD!!! it was my savior!!) that administered fluids and they also put some phenegran and pain meds in there as well. it made me so thirsty so i drank a ton of water and then passed out for 2 hours. they finally let me go around 3am. i wish i could have stayed. being in the er hooked up to the iv was the best that i felt.
when we got home from the er, i pretty much stayed in bed until monday morning. i wasn't vomiting anymore but still had diarrhea and was still so weak. i didn't even get on the computer and get on Facebook or read any blogs...i've got to be super sick to not get on the computer. ha! i'm so thankful that we had Chad's mom to stay with me and to help with graham Friday. My mom came from texarkana friday afternoon and stayed with us until chad got off of work Saturday evening.
thankfully, graham's fever went down and he was so much better. and thankfully, it's now thursday and i feel 100% better.
that is something i hope none of us ever have to go through again. i wouldn't even wish that on my worst enemy...if i had one.