Where do I begin?
Let's start with last Friday:
I have really been needing some "time" lately and of course there is a lot to do here and a lot to do in RS. A convinced me to let him take the girls to RS, me stay here and have some "time" and I was planning to get some things done around here.
I scurry around getting A and the girls ready to go. Fridays are therapy days and Ell teaches at Good News Club so lots of running around, etc. But I got their groceries bought (and mine) and got them packed and ready.
I had Supper Club on Fri nt so I headed there and A and the girls left for RS.
Had a wonderful time at supper club. Great food, great relaxed time with friends, they gave me some really cute kitchen towels and an ADORABLE apron because my supper club time is coming to an end :( Nov. was our 3 yr anniversary. There are only 4 of us now from the original group. I make the 3rd who has moved away (all 3 of us being minister's wives).
I was telling the supper club girls that I was going to make some chicken salad and I had some Pepperidge Farm entertainment crackers and I was going to eat that all weekend since I was alone.
I get home from supper club and A and the girls are home. WHAT???
I walk in the door and know immediately that Lizzie is sick.
I confess I had a very selfish moment and was not happy that MY TIME had been interrupted!
Shortly after I felt really bad about this selfishness and went into mama mode! Once again I admit that I was still thinking "this is not Fai????" I can't say the word because A doesn't allow that word! It ends in a R!
We debate what the rest of the weekend holds and as much as I did not want to be home without A and with a sick child and the other girls I knew that is what I had to do. I knew that since Lizzie was throwing up there was the possibility of the other girls getting sick and A could not take care of them so they needed to stay with me. A went on Sat morning to RS so he could do some projects around there.
Lizzie continued to throw up all day Sat, running fever, eating nothing, not even being able to keep down Sprite, etc. She had 5 baths in a 24 hour period!
Same story for Sunday...
Millie is just at that age so she is a handful and she is the baby and she likes attention so she did not like me taking care of Lizzie and trying to keep her away from us. So Sun was really quite a challenge with her!
She kept telling me her tummy hurt but I thought she wanted attention. Bad mama for the second time in one weekend. First my selfish moment and then thinking Mill was being selfish!
Sallie holds her head which is her telling me she is sick. Great, now Sallie is being selfish! She curls up beside me and about 10 min later she shows me just how sick she is! BAD, it was BAD! All over the couch, all inside the couch, EVERYWHERE! We get a shower, clean up, clean up, did I mention clean up??? Ell (I love her more than ever!) was trying to help me and gagging! I told her she had to GET IT TOGETHER! I NEEDED HER! Bless her, she did "GET IT TOGETHER!"
In the midst of cleaning the mess, I slip on a toy on the hardwood floor and fall. I thought I was really hurt! I just laid there and cried for a while. Ell was about to call 911 and she is always calm! She was saying "mama, what is hurt" and all I could say is "I don't know!" I finally "GOT IT TOGETHER" and got up (while Lizzie is standing there waiting on me to pick her up)! I am fine. A little sore today and huge bruises on one of my legs.
Sallie begins throwing up again (more than just from her mouth!). While she is throwing up Millie starts throwing up. NO, I am not kidding! I would not make this up!
It all gets really blurry about now! Sallie throws up a few more times that night and Millie threw up 6 times in a 2 hour period. I have never had puke and poop on so many things! Sorry, but it's just the truth! Our linen closet was bare and our laundry room was FULL!
A finally gets home late Sun. nt armed with much Lysol, gain, oxy clean, soup, gatorade, sprite, and the such! Not sure I have ever been so glad to see him.
He comes in and immediately begins washing and cleaning.
Ell goes to bed and tells me she doesn't feel well. Around midnight she gets up throwing up and she throws up more and more and more!
A was so sweet to clean it all up and take care of her and the other girls that woke up at different times. He kept saying "I got it, you have done this for 2 days" I LOVE HIM!!!
He stayed home with us today and bleached everything we own and helped take care of sick girls! The task was much more managable with both of us!
In fact I can hardly breathe the bleach smell is so strong. He may kill us all along with the germs!
So far A and I have not gotten it. Lizzie is much better tonight. Millie and Elleigh a little better and Sallie not so much. She went to sleep today at 1:30 and at 6 we went in to wake her up and she told us to leave the room so we did and she has not gotten up. I am hoping she will be better after sleeping so long.
This was our first experience with them all having a stomach virus at the same time. NO FUN! There is so much work that comes with stomach bugs! Whew... I am SO thankful that A and I have not gotten it. I know we are not out of the woods yet but at least if we get it maybe the girls will be better.
I have for sure been reminded that MY plans are often not what ends up taking place! Lord, I already knew that! Really, I didn't need THIS MUCH of a reminder!
Needless to say, no "time" for me (which is OK!), no completed projects, and no chicken salad... THE CHICKEN IS STILL IN THE FREEZER!