head into making dinner, folding 2 loads of laundry, getting the kids to clean up the house and taking baths, eating dinner and cleaning up dinner before pat gets home at 6:30 and we "high-five" as i run out the door to a meeting.
i start dinner.
and start folding laundry.
the kids are all playing "school" together.
i keep walking over them as i go back and forth from the kitchen to the living room
(they are in the dining room)
about 5:30 sawyer throws up a LOT.
but mostly water because he had just had a huge cup of water when we came in.
GROSS!
i give him a bath (at least one kid has a bath now)
bring him back down
keep working on dinner
he throws up again.
he's VERY upset.
i am thinking, "well, THIS explains why he was so so fussy and frustrating today!"
i clean it up.
get dinner on the table for the other 3.
put sawyer in his highchair because i don't know what else to do with him.
(not to eat...just for him to BE somewhere)
he throws up again.
his highchair tray catches it all.
weird stuff in there (sorry...TMI, i know...)
but i don't really have time to disect his throw up chunks.
clean it up.
clean up dinner dishes.
as pat is walking in the door i say, "hi! sawyer has been throwing up for the last hour. i guess he's sick. don't put him to bed until 8 to make sure he's ok."
i feel bad leaving.
but i also am thinking i have a LONG night ahead of me with a sick little boy...and then, most likely, days ahead of me with some more sick kids...so i should take this 2 hour break as a gift!
as i'm driving to church, pat calls me.
sawyer had gotten sick again and there were chunks in it.
of vitamins.
pat started asking the kids questions.
bottom line:
while the kids had been playing school
and while i had been literally walking right over them
bailey had been feeding sawyer vitamins!
and they taste like candy...so sawyer was gladly eating them!
pat called poison control.
he handled the situation beautifully.
sawyer didn't throw up again.
it was a good thing his body got rid of it all so quickly.
but it was also of concern...because we didn't know exactly how many he had eaten.
(they have iron in them...and too much iron is NOT GOOD)
we could have taken him to the emergency room to get his iron levels checked...but his body seemed to be getting rid of it all on it's own.
it was so hard to figure out what to do.
i was a mess at my meeting.
i needed to be in 2 places at the same time.
it was awful.
i still don't know if i made the right decision...
when i got home i stood over sawyer's sleeping body in his crib for a LONG time and prayed and cried. oh, how it hurts when my kids hurt.
he's kinda mellow today.
but his smile is back and he's re-hyrated himself
and i think we are all going to be ok.
but i don't ever want to live through that again...
**edited to add:
YES, bailey knows beyond a shadow of a doubt to NEVER do that again.
AND...i feel guilty...so so guilty about the whole thing. thanks for not making it worse and understanding how awful it was to go through!
13 comments:
oh my goodness! SO scary!!!!
But he looks beautiful now!
oh gosh!! so sorry that you had to go through all of that!! so thankful that he is okay
Oh my. Yes, scary. I'm sorry you had to go through that! Glad he's alright now!!
yikes. Wishing you a relaxing day, my friend. :)
oh man - i've never been so relieved to see his little blue smiley face again!!! sounds like there was a long discussion afterwards about what can and can't be eaten or given to each other! i've heard crazy stories about stuff like that - so thankful that he threw it up on his own - otherwise you may not have known until it made him way sick. bless his little heart! :(
oh, court.
so sorry.
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oh my goodness. I am thankful he is okay. So scary I am sure.
i totally understand. Jasper ate bathtub paint and then 30 minutes later got into my hand cream and ate that. I felt horrible, gave LOTS of milk and he was okay. UGH... hate that. thankfully he is okay!
Oh my! I'll never forget the day when McKenna was just a newborn, like days old and I had my sister's two youngest kids plus Christian. There were four kids in the house age four and under. I was so tired and then Nathan ate an entire bottle of Tums. Like the whole thing. I cried and cried and called Poison Control. He didn't poop for days and we had to give him laxatives to get it all out and he couldn't have any calcium (dairy products) for a week b/c his body was on overload, but we lived through it. My sister wasn't even upset, probably because I was already sobbing. But I can relate to how you felt. So glad you figured out what was going on!! Thankful he's smiling and all better today!
thankful he's ok! so sorry...
scary! glad he's okay.
Poor guy! Praise God that it wasn't serious. Glad he's ok.
So hard, but kind of funny too. I'll never forget coming downstairs on mother's day when my oldest was 17 months old to find him standing on top of the counters eating fistfulls of gummy vitamins. We called poison control too, and he was okay, but yikes, how did he get up there and open that bottle?
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