My kids have been so sick. It started with my son having a 104.5 temp. My husband and I attempted to give him some Motrin, but the moment he swallowed it, he threw up. It was a bright green, and it scared my husband and I to death. I was so scared there was something really wrong with him. Million things ran through my head, of what could be wrong that it actually kind of made me sick to my stomach. So we brought him to the Doctors, and everything looked great though, thank God!. His ears and lungs were clear. But the Doctor wanted to make sure that there was nothing brewing in his chest, so she wanted to send him to the lab for a chest x-ray. He was so brave, I was so proud of my little man. He stayed still and let him do the x-ray. He did tell me he was scared but he made it through. Everything came back normal, and he started feeling better the next day. I was so relieved that everything looked okay, and that it was probably just a bad virus. I gave him extra kisses and hugs that night for sure.
Then a couple of days later I hear my little girl crying in her crib, I went in her room to check on her, and she was COVERED in vomit. I couldn't even see her beautiful face, she was covered. It was literally in her hair, her ears, her eyebrows, and even her eyelashes. I was kind of shocked when I saw her, and found myself just kind of staring at her for a couple of minutes before I reacted, because I never saw anything like that. She vomited again, and it seemed as if she was choking, once again I was scared to death. My husband of course was just leaving for work, so we quickly called my mom to come to help. Honestly, I don't know what I would do without my parents. They are always there to help, and give me some words of wisdom. My mom rushed right over without any hesitation and she helped me clean up my poor little baby, and her room. I am so grateful to my parents for helping me out. I can't say thank you enough. The next day she seemed a little better, so I decided maybe I should drop off my son at my parents, in hopes maybe he would escape this horrible stomach bug. Well, of course, was I wrong. My mom called me and said that DJ seemed a little off and that he didn't feel well. I picked him up, and he fell asleep in the car around 6:00PM so I just put him in his bed. Well, a couple of hours later he started screaming for me to come in his room, I ran in his room, I picked him up and tried to hurry him in the bathroom, and that is when he proceeded to vomit all over me, himself, and all over his room. The smell was HORRENDOUS, which then made me throw up. OH MY GOSH, was I in hell! I quickly tried to clean myself up, while, at the same time I glanced over to see my three year old humped over the toilet throwing up. This is horrible, but I have to say, that I kind of chuckled out loud. Because here I was covered in vomit, and my three old has his head in the toilet looking like he is holding on for dear life. It was just once again, a sight I have never experienced. I rubbed his back, he said he felt better, so I put him in my bed, and he watched some tv. He later dosed off as did I, and the next day he felt better. He later said to me, " Mommy, I think that was a rough night." Boy was it ever!