The Bug
We have had an interesting couple of weeks. There has been a bug traveling around this house. It has claimed three people so far.
The first victim was Audrey. We awoke to the sounds of puking in the middle of the night. They lasted until the morning. After a few days of recovery and a couple more occurrences of puking we were convinced we were free and clear of anyone else getting it.
Then the sounds awoke us again… This time it was Abby. There was another long night and a few days of recovery. Again we let our guard down thinking Anna, Brandon, and I had escaped it.
But yet again we awoke to the sounds. It was little Anna. From 2:30 in the morning until 9 am she was puking. Brandon slept with her on a make shift bed in our room on the floor waking up each time she started (I know he is a GREAT Dad). The night seemed endless, but we survived yet again. So after loads and loads of dirty blankets, PJs, and pillows I think we are free and clear.
Or so I thought… Abby just called from the play room “Anna has to throw up” I ran for the bowl. Anna came out not looking to sick. Abby said that Anna actually told her she had to throw up. So I gave Anna the bowl. She headed off to the living room and I asked her where she was going. And she said “Cartoons”
What a sneaky little girl I have. She wasn’t feeling sick at all, she just wanted to watch TV and she knew that when she was sick I let her watch it. I didn’t fall for it. It was a good way to get a good laugh at the end of this attack by the stomach bug.
The first victim was Audrey. We awoke to the sounds of puking in the middle of the night. They lasted until the morning. After a few days of recovery and a couple more occurrences of puking we were convinced we were free and clear of anyone else getting it.
Then the sounds awoke us again… This time it was Abby. There was another long night and a few days of recovery. Again we let our guard down thinking Anna, Brandon, and I had escaped it.
But yet again we awoke to the sounds. It was little Anna. From 2:30 in the morning until 9 am she was puking. Brandon slept with her on a make shift bed in our room on the floor waking up each time she started (I know he is a GREAT Dad). The night seemed endless, but we survived yet again. So after loads and loads of dirty blankets, PJs, and pillows I think we are free and clear.
Or so I thought… Abby just called from the play room “Anna has to throw up” I ran for the bowl. Anna came out not looking to sick. Abby said that Anna actually told her she had to throw up. So I gave Anna the bowl. She headed off to the living room and I asked her where she was going. And she said “Cartoons”
What a sneaky little girl I have. She wasn’t feeling sick at all, she just wanted to watch TV and she knew that when she was sick I let her watch it. I didn’t fall for it. It was a good way to get a good laugh at the end of this attack by the stomach bug.
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