The Vomitorium Strikes Back
February 21, 2006
OH HELL NO. HELLLLLLLLLLLL NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Except yes! Jason and I are sick as very sick dogs again. With the puking all night and whining all day.
When I posted about the Food Poisoning Adventure, a couple smart people suggested that it was maybe not food poisoning at all, but a stomach virus Noah brought home from daycare. I read their suggestions and nodded and filed that away as a likely cause, but for narrative simplicity I stuck with the food poisoning story online, because I am lazy and it was just deliciously poetic that the foodies got food poisoning and are still to this day absolutely terrified of pupusas.
Now I'm thinking that virus thing was a good call, because Jason and I made our own damn non-pupusa dinner last night with just-purchased ingredients and once again, one of us got sick and then the other followed suit about an hour later.
This time it was Jason who got sick first, around 1 a.m., and I lay in bed in terror because I'd been fighting some nausea for about an hour by then, and when I heard the hideous sounds of retching coming from downstairs I knew I was getting a glimpse into my very near future.
Ugh.
I am very tired of paying lots of money just to widen my circle of germ exposure to include a bunch of mucusy, spit-uppy brats.
Also, I am tired of not having any sick leave and having to drag my diseased ass into work.
Also tired of the dark circles under my eyes because I'm running on less than two hours of sleep and now know first-hand that NBC reruns the previous evening's Olympic coverage in the middle of the night, LIKE I HAVE NOT WATCHED ENOUGH CURLING ALREADY.
(Shuffleboard + bowling + billiards + housecleaning = WTF)
(I love it! I want to join a league! I maybe got out the Swiffer and went around my house Swiffering in a suspiciously curling-like fashion! ! I also maybe pumped my fists in the air after perfectly placing some dust bunnies on the imaginary curling rink I decided was in my kitchen!)
Anyway, I am probably going to go die now.
(My dreams of Olympic gold! Dashed!)
However, if these are not the legs and feet of an Olympian something-or-other, I will eat my Swiffer.
Ugh. The dreaded vomiting virus. Please oh PLEASE tell me there's only one going around. We've all had that one, the pooping virus and I had the headcold from hell. Feel better soon.
Those look like the feet of a swimmer to me! Michael Phelps has size 14 feet. (How sad is my life that I googled that, so I could post this, knowing my info was accurate?)
Sorry about the puking. I hope it's a hit-and-run type of virus, not one of those that lingers past its expiration date.
4 words: bananas, applesauce, rice and toast. Don't know exactly why but those four words have hung in since nursing school. Hope you all feel better!
And now I'm off to see if I can't locate my Swiffer.
We have managed to escape with only a few colds around here this year. I hope to God it stays that way.
Remember, lots of fluids so you have something to hurl up later! Nothing like the dry heaves to make you feel even more like ass.
Indeed, hearing, seeing, or smelling someone else in the act of puking is a terrible thing--you really can't avoid contributing something yourself, after that. Sometimes even my own puke makes me puke again.
I have now typed the word "puke" and its derivatives far too many times. I hope you feel better soon!
Presently, I have the shards of glass in the throat disease.
Tonight is women's figure skating - it could be good...if they fall down a lot or have hideous costumes.
These have been public service announcements as I wished to make contact, from my diseased bed, but had no natural segue from the puking or baby feet.
which are large.
but not in a disfiguring way.
Even Google is addicted to curling! The logo has the stones as the O's in google.
ugh, I worked in a daycare for 6 months...its amazing the immunity you can develop! Anyway it was the curling I wanted to commment about. Rent "Men with Brooms" some of the humor will be lost because of the no translate Canadian weirdness (beavers, bagpipes) but it will definetly fulfill your curling cravings post-olymipcs.
Cheers!
Shannon
Wow I just de-lurked.
OMG!! AM I FIRST?!
I'm sorry you're sick. I hope you get better soon! (Even though, the eating disorder inside of me is jealous because, why can't I get a stomach virus and drop a few pounds? Which I realize is digusting of me to think, but, they don't call it a "disorder" for nothing.)
p.s. you think you invented the swiffer.
p.s.s. If at any point it becomes Totally Not Funny, shout your girl a holla (HOLLA) and I'll stop.
Oy. So sorry to hear that. Since I've been taking a Vitamin B with extra C and Zinc, I haven't been sick nearly as often.
Little guys get sick ALOT that first year. And I think parents must too...
Hope you feel better soon.
Oh. Yeah. 'We strive to give that little extra' from that daycare brochure now has some very evil and dastardly connotations doesn't it?
I'm right there with you sista. I'm in the Dr's office with my 2 year old every other week. I finally asked the Dr if I pay in advance for 10 visits, do I get the 11th for free?
We're going BACK tonight. The germ du jour? CONJUNCTIVITIS. Oh, and he got bit today also.
AND I PAY FOR THIS???
i think you should practice your curling. in fact, you should bring a swiffer with you always!
and then maybe, you should shake it threateningly when some harried mother looks about to drop off a suspiciously snotty brat at the day care...
b/c when she gets a load of the Crazy Swiffer Mother, she'll probably think again about working from home and take that diseased offspring with her. then yay! healthy day care environment = healthy parents! even better than the gold medal!
As well, every curling rink known to man has a wonderous upstairs lounge with fireplaces and a huge glass observation area for wives to lounge about drinking their faces off whilst husbands play their beloved game. What could be so wrong with that?!
Hahaha Deanna.
Sooo.. umm, like where does my husband sign up for curling?
Y is funny, although it took me a few minutes to realize the sarcasm in a previous post.
Also, the reason I was posting was to say, I'm so sorry you and the man are sick. I got vomit-sick last week for the first time in a while, no fun. Feel better soon!
Y is a whore and we should not encourage her in any way.
(She thinks she invented streetwalking!)
There is, of course, no such thing as too much curling.
I think 64th position is as good as any to wonder why I have survived 6 months with a baby and I don't know what colace is.
And also Noah has very cute feet.
oooo Best of luck and feel better soon!
(sigh) Welcome to the club. This is pathetic, but I was too lazy to take vitamin C for years, and now I have a little athritis, and now I have to take Osteo-Biflex every night so that I can type and keep my job and not scream bloody freaking murder when a small child affectionately grabs my hand, so I now shovel in a multivitamin and extra C, and so far I'm riding the healthy wave this year.
Know where you are coming from re. the puking: when i got pregnant for the third time (my first are 8 and 10, 3rd is 7 months) the thing i most dreaded was having to go through a third round of "immunity library building". That is one fucking horrible library and i wish never to go there again. There seems to be some kind of fibonacci series with regard to acquiring puking viruses, so hopefully it will taper off as mr cute toes gets older. There was one year when we had full-on glad-i-got-leather-in-the-brand-new-car and time-to-get-rid-of-this-carpet/sweater/couch spewing episodes at least 4 or 5 times. Oh, i do not look forward to that. Maybe if i home-school this third one, and focus on turning her into a world curling champion, spending days at the curling rink, i might have a chance to avoid the years of puke-a-thon that lie in wait. The lying in bed waiting to puke so resonates. ick.
It cracks me up that you could post a single word post and immediately have 100 comments. You - pro.
Hope you guys get over the plague soon.
Bring out yer dead!!!!
Amalah,
I am SO sorry you have been obliterated by day care bugs again. Have you thought of a nanny to come and keep Noah in your home? I found one to come for the same fee I was to be charged by a day care. I put an ad in the local paper and got a zillion-kagillion calls. I look forward to going back to work and NOT having to pack up baby and drive her to a day care where I would dread to leave her. But really, not to have to pack up baby when I already have to struggle to get myself out the door, ya know?
Good luck
...have the good daycare people tried the explaination that it is building up your childs immune system...that if not now you would get this when he enters school....we are on year 3 of daycare and we are all frigging sick again...including the damn dog....embrace it...working from home isn't that bad...I can talk to a client while my son pukes down my back, not hanging up until it hits my shoes...Good Luck - Gatsby
Homemade Ginger Tea. Do it. Drink it.
Boil a few big hunks of fresh ginger (really should be fresh) for a good long time (two hours if you can wait that long). In a pot of water (duh). Season with honey and drink buckets of it. It WILL TOTALLY HELP. And if your tummies can handle it, add fresh-squeezed juice of an orange and a lemon, and the rinds, and boil with (this is especially effective if the ickiness travels into throat and/or nose.)
Toes: Spider Monkey toes. The Baby Daughter has them too. Train him now to use them for channel surfing, cigarette rolling, etc. Very convenient.
I know this is geeky and all, but isn't curling one of the coolest sports. Ever. Not only that, but it looks like something I might actually be able to DO. I wanna be on Amalah's team! LOL
Anything that involves being out in the snow and ice should be banned from human existance. I've been asked over and over again to go skiing. My standard response? If you ever see me hurtling downhill at a high rate of speed? Run. Something big and ugly is chasing me. Like Bigfoot or Rev. Phelps.
I certainly hope you feel better. If I were my mom, I'd tell you to drink warm ginger ale and eat saltines and pospicles. I don't know if that ever worked, but it sure did make me pretend I was sick!
Aww. Gross. You poor things!
I'm betting on Norovirus which could've been picked up anywhere. I know that doesn't make you feel any better and possibly you are considering carrying those bleach wipes in the diaper bag so you can wipe everything before you touch it.
Hope you feel better soon so you can begin training for the 2010 games.
So sorry about Pukefest 2006. Maybe you could sell tickets to help recoup your lost wages and help pay for the doctor visits? Just a thought.
Feel better!!!
(And maybe tell Noah and Ceiba to start cleaning up after you for a change?)
(Damn useless kids and pets.)
So sorry you're sick--hope you guys feel better soon.
But I am happy to know, both from your entry and the many comments, that mine is not the only household struggling with near-constant illness thanks to daycare. It sort of helps to know it's not just me, even if it doesn't make the conjunctivitis and constant sinus infections go away any faster.
DID YOU NOT KNOW? There's a Curling place here in DC (if you count Laurel as "in DC", which I most definitely do not). You can try it out and then join a league when you discover that you love doing it as much as watching it! My best friend and her boyfriend went there once, that's how I knew about it.
Potomac Curling Club
Sidenote: After I ate dinner at Artie's out in Fairfax last night, I thought I was going to DIE. I posted about it today, if you've got time to read the story...
I agree as I am now sick as a dog and feeling like death warmed over. Cursed be the MTA in Baltimore that carries dirty ass people.
I say Noah has the 2030 Olympics in his pocket.
I'm so sorry to hear about you two being sick! That's something I'm not looking forward to (i.e. the daycare germs). And regarding a previous post, feel free to run to Canada. You and Noah can stay here! :)
And I'm so glad the olympics are on. It gives me something to watch at 5:00am when my baby is feeding. Something other than infomercials!
oh man...so sorry to hear about you sickies....there's nothing worse than the barfs. feel better soon!
Hope you are feeling better and back to your Olympic training by now...
the only advantage of being sick and forced to stay home: more opportunities to watch Starting Over.
My daughter has been in daycare since she was an infant (she's about to turn 4) and even though it seemed like she was sick nonstop for the first two years, she now has the most amazing immune system -- if the adults get sick, she barely feels it.
Stomach virus: assvice time! Try the BRAT diet (bananas, rice, applesauce, toast). Use Minute Maid brown rice with nothing in it, unsweetened applesauce and dry toast. Eat nothing but those four things for 24-48 hours. Works like a charm for me EVERY TIME.
Are we talking about the regular Swiffer or the Wet Jet? Because it could be two different events... I just need to know which to train for.
Oh, Amy. You know what makes vomiting just a tiny bit more bearable? If you pretend like you are German and call it womiting. You can make whole sentences! "Weronica, are you coming to the Womitorium this weekend? There'll be wats and wats of wodka, and I'm on the werge of wearing that wintage Wersace dress I have."
You know, kind of like that.
Aren't the W's and V's reversed in German? Wouldn't it be "Weronica, are you coming to the Womitorium this veekend?" Or is that more Transylvanian?
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I wanted to show you this website because you probably want to know if there are any child molesters in your neighborhood (not to scare you, but for your protection).