Strep, Love and Vomit

I am experiencing the phase in life that many parents of young children know all too well.  My children are ALWAYS sick.   Two weeks ago the entire family enjoyed a good old fashioned case of strep throat courtesy my four year old.  This week it was pink eye.  In between was perhaps the worst of all.

I went downstairs to check on my babies and could smell the foul aroma wafting out of their room, through the hallway and into the playroom (it seriously filled like 2000 square feet of space).  Any physician worth their salt can instantly identify that smell.  It was rotavirus.

I carefully investigated to determine who the culprit might be.  It was Baby Bird, the two-year old.  After lifting her unconscious body, it became immediately apparent that she had soiled her entire backside and the bed.  I plucked her out of bed and placed her on a towel in the bathroom.  In an emergency, the best thing to do is to call for help, so I leaned out into the hallway to yell for my husband.

Big Mistake.  Huge.

By the time I lean back in, Baby Bird has woken up and is spewing forth like a tiny Linda Blair.  It just keeps coming. Did you know that a twenty-four pound baby can hold up to a gallon of vomit?   Me neither.   It was on the floor, walls, my clothes, her clothes, in our hair, everywhere.   We put her in the bath and I set about cleaning up the puke when suddenly my husband, who is a sympathetic puker by the way, starts yelling for me as she starts puking in the tub and there is just so much puke.  Did I mention puke?

After a bazillion towels, a gallon of bleach, some plastic bags, and several days of reflection, I have come to one very important conclusion: Thank the Good Lord for Puke.

I have so many reasons to thank God in this situation.

  1. I have a wonderful husband who was willing to help me with my sick child.  Many women are in this parenting thing all alone.
  2. I had an almost endless supply of towels to clean up after my child and a totally endless supply of clean, fresh water.   I just think about some poor woman living with her toddler in a grass hut somewhere.  I am sure they have rotavirus in grasshutistan.  This poor lady doesn’t have an endless supply of clean fresh linens and clean fresh water to take care of their child.  Heck, they do not have enough clean fresh water for their child to drink probably.  Look at me with all my clean fresh water and towels.
  3. Being a doctor,  I had a readily available supply of nausea medication to medicate my child with.   I didn’t have to make the choice to blow this month’s budget in order to take care of my sick child.
  4. I have wonderful people willing to help me with my sick child while I work that I can implicitly trust with her care.  Did you see where I said people?  As in several.  As in several people that I can trust with my sick child.   Some people have NO support like this in their life.

So, yeah, I think I am pretty lucky with this stomach virus thing.  It could be a lot worse and is for many.  Thank you Lord again for your goodness in showing me how great I have it. wp-1486785740138.jpg

 

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8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Becky
    Feb 11, 2017 @ 04:34:39

    Love the description and reflections. She is a doll:)…Were there raw eggs in that batter she was tasting?

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  2. ksbeth
    Feb 11, 2017 @ 09:34:16

    Hugs to all

    Reply

  3. kelliewall
    Feb 11, 2017 @ 13:58:38

    thanks!

    Reply

  4. Bettie Jordan
    Feb 11, 2017 @ 16:06:01

    I believe one of the secrets of a happy life is to look for and see the good in a bad situation. No matter, there is always a way it could be worse and I am glad that we realize how totally blessed we are.

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  5. willowdot21
    Feb 11, 2017 @ 21:59:11

    How brave of you to admit how lucky you are. I understand what you are saying completely. I have three grown men who have lives and families of their own now. I can remember times when my husband was working away more than he was home, money was tight and I had no support due to where we lived..no where near family and the boys were often ill. Yet I still count myself lucky as we survived and it could of been so much worse. xxxx

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  6. Joyce Wilding
    Feb 12, 2017 @ 02:16:19

    I really liked your gratitude as you key “attitude” or perspective about this intense care giving and cleaning up. Yep you and your family are and were so blessed with so many resources during this sickness. Nearly every day I pray for clean water for children around the world – dirty water is primary cause of death for numerous children each day. .

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