Well, this week has been spent cleaning up vomit and diarrhea. It all started 9 days ago and after the last two nights i think it is safe to say we are NOT out of the woods yet. This is like the virus that just won't go away. I have bleached toys, i have put the stuffed animals in the dryer, i have boiled bottles and pacifiers. Argh! Luckily i am better and chris is almost better. one of the side effects of this illness (for us adults anyways) is that it is making our body throw proteins out into our urine causing our kidneys/backs to hurt like crazy! To the point that we both feel like we have thrown our backs out. Mine only lasted two or three days and now after lots of water and some cranberry juice...i feel normal. in fact i feel like my normal everyday self. so this is good. let's hope the girls follow suit very soon!!! i am tired of stripping beds, doing a million loads of laundry, and watching my sweet nuggets feel miserable. i will say tho that my husband did at least a half a million loads of laundry in the beginning of the week when i was still sick and the girls were throwing up all over the place. so a big shout out to him!!! :)
the other thing this has done to our household is that it has made it so chris has been unable to job hunt. he has been out of work for about a month and things are starting to get pretty tight and even a little scary. i know God has a plan and i am trying to trust him, but this is stressful. chris has applied for every job opening in town he knows about and goes to the employment security place a few times a week to see what else is available that is only posted through them. so we aren't unemployed for a lack of trying! ugh. please keep us in your prayers.
nothing else eventful has happened...in fact i think i am ready for a downright boring week. haha.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
BEWARE: contains explicit bodily functions :)
Phew! so when i wrote that last post i thought i was getting better from being sick for 36 hours. uh...nope! and not only was i not totally well...both of the girls got sick. and i don't just mean sorta sick. we stayed home from church on sunday just in case we had a bug going through our family and those of you who attend church with me...you should thank my husband for his wisdom! :)
so, here is the setting...it was the perfect setting for all hell to break lose in the wooten home. because as you all know...hell never breaks lose on you when it is convenient (i.e. when nothing pressing is happening or when you have the time to clean up or on linoleum!) haha. so, it is 5:52 PM...8 minutes before dinner...the stuffed shells are just being taken out of the oven, the veggies are steaming nicely on the stove top. delia has had her afternoon sippy of milk and i go in the living room to retrieve her for dinner and as she is standing there she coughs once, then hurls. yep...you guessed it...all of that nice milk that she had drank about an hour and a half earlier...nice and sour and funky! all over the carpet and the side of our couch. for those of you who know me...i hate vomit more than i hate anything else. i would rather have my own eye gouged out than to throw up or clean someone else's puke up. so i immediately start freaking out! FREAKING OUT! you would think someone just dropped a nuclear bomb in my living room and in fact they sorta did. haha. this of course bothers my husband and he thinks i need to calm down! which may be true! but come on now!!! so, chris is a better person than i am and he cleaned up the nasty while i cleaned up the kid. she was acting fine and i actually thought maybe she just got a hold of a raisin or something and choked a little. bc she was happy to be in the tub and playing and in good spirits. in other words...not acting sick.
so we sit down to dinner. i am not eating bc i am still feeling not quite right. delia doesn't touch her veggies and rice (no red sauce for her...just in case!) when she throws up again at the table. back into the tub. again...she is in good spirits and thinks that it is just fabulous that we are using the take down shower head. which for those of you with toddlers and no take down shower head...this is a must! PJ's on, sippy of watered down juice and we are watching the Backyardigans when Zannah starts retching. sooooooooooo...she goes into the tub and daddy is cleaning up. Poor girl didn't have a clue what was happening to her. So, this started at 5:52pm...and every 20 minutes delia threw up. literally every single 20 minutes. it was the craziest thing. she was happy, watching dora, hanging out, she would stop, puke, get wiped down and resume activity. by this point she was in a diaper and pajama bottoms, which of course she thought was great! in the last month she has discovered her little nipples and thinks it is great that they are different from the rest of her skin. we ran out for pedialyte, called the women/children's unit at the hospital. finally at 10 pm when she hadn't peed in four hours, couldn't keep a sip of water or pedilyte down and had gone from dry heaving to throwing up while she was sleeping on a towel on the living room floor...we were more than concerned. by this time zannah was back out of bed bc she had thrown up in her sleep. chris made the decision that this simply was not getting any better and delia was looking very scary and we were afraid that dehydration would set in. this whole time she was not crying or freaking out but was just looking at us like, please make this stop! so chris loaded her up and took her to the ER. i was left home with zannah who was playing on the floor. of course after he left for the hospital, she starts retching again! *sigh* but then fell asleep so i put her in bed.
they gave my sweet pea zofran (anti nausea) and some stickers and sent her home with chris. that stuff is amazing and as a result she was able to drink like 10 cups of pedialyte yesterday and play and was in good spirits! of course about ten minutes after we got her settled into her bed, i began to throw up and was sick until last night just before bed.
i am happy to report that we have had no puking today but the girls are exhausted and delia is sort of in a zombie state and she ate her breakfast but is pale pale pale (in other words, not just pale...but extra pale)! we stayed home from Bible study today and will just continue to lay low for the next few days. i do hope to make it to Kindermusik on friday. there are times when i truly do feel like i live in a whirlwind. i am just glad that i have Jesus to hang to through it all and try to remind myself of 2Corinthians 4:16-18 "Therefore, we do NOT lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes NOT on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." (emphasis mine)
so, here is the setting...it was the perfect setting for all hell to break lose in the wooten home. because as you all know...hell never breaks lose on you when it is convenient (i.e. when nothing pressing is happening or when you have the time to clean up or on linoleum!) haha. so, it is 5:52 PM...8 minutes before dinner...the stuffed shells are just being taken out of the oven, the veggies are steaming nicely on the stove top. delia has had her afternoon sippy of milk and i go in the living room to retrieve her for dinner and as she is standing there she coughs once, then hurls. yep...you guessed it...all of that nice milk that she had drank about an hour and a half earlier...nice and sour and funky! all over the carpet and the side of our couch. for those of you who know me...i hate vomit more than i hate anything else. i would rather have my own eye gouged out than to throw up or clean someone else's puke up. so i immediately start freaking out! FREAKING OUT! you would think someone just dropped a nuclear bomb in my living room and in fact they sorta did. haha. this of course bothers my husband and he thinks i need to calm down! which may be true! but come on now!!! so, chris is a better person than i am and he cleaned up the nasty while i cleaned up the kid. she was acting fine and i actually thought maybe she just got a hold of a raisin or something and choked a little. bc she was happy to be in the tub and playing and in good spirits. in other words...not acting sick.
so we sit down to dinner. i am not eating bc i am still feeling not quite right. delia doesn't touch her veggies and rice (no red sauce for her...just in case!) when she throws up again at the table. back into the tub. again...she is in good spirits and thinks that it is just fabulous that we are using the take down shower head. which for those of you with toddlers and no take down shower head...this is a must! PJ's on, sippy of watered down juice and we are watching the Backyardigans when Zannah starts retching. sooooooooooo...she goes into the tub and daddy is cleaning up. Poor girl didn't have a clue what was happening to her. So, this started at 5:52pm...and every 20 minutes delia threw up. literally every single 20 minutes. it was the craziest thing. she was happy, watching dora, hanging out, she would stop, puke, get wiped down and resume activity. by this point she was in a diaper and pajama bottoms, which of course she thought was great! in the last month she has discovered her little nipples and thinks it is great that they are different from the rest of her skin. we ran out for pedialyte, called the women/children's unit at the hospital. finally at 10 pm when she hadn't peed in four hours, couldn't keep a sip of water or pedilyte down and had gone from dry heaving to throwing up while she was sleeping on a towel on the living room floor...we were more than concerned. by this time zannah was back out of bed bc she had thrown up in her sleep. chris made the decision that this simply was not getting any better and delia was looking very scary and we were afraid that dehydration would set in. this whole time she was not crying or freaking out but was just looking at us like, please make this stop! so chris loaded her up and took her to the ER. i was left home with zannah who was playing on the floor. of course after he left for the hospital, she starts retching again! *sigh* but then fell asleep so i put her in bed.
they gave my sweet pea zofran (anti nausea) and some stickers and sent her home with chris. that stuff is amazing and as a result she was able to drink like 10 cups of pedialyte yesterday and play and was in good spirits! of course about ten minutes after we got her settled into her bed, i began to throw up and was sick until last night just before bed.
i am happy to report that we have had no puking today but the girls are exhausted and delia is sort of in a zombie state and she ate her breakfast but is pale pale pale (in other words, not just pale...but extra pale)! we stayed home from Bible study today and will just continue to lay low for the next few days. i do hope to make it to Kindermusik on friday. there are times when i truly do feel like i live in a whirlwind. i am just glad that i have Jesus to hang to through it all and try to remind myself of 2Corinthians 4:16-18 "Therefore, we do NOT lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes NOT on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." (emphasis mine)
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