Normally, I wouldn't share a tale of gastroenteritis on a blog entry because I don't want anybody to create a picture in their mind of what I went through yesterday. There's a semi-humorous part at the end though, so I can't resist. To put it briefly, my GI tract threw such a violent tantrum, within 4 hours of symptoms beginning, I knew I needed to go to the hospital for serious dehydration. So my already-stressed-out-with-too-much-to-do-husband had to skip an important assignment at school to take me to the ER, then wait in the waiting room with a very frustrated Seth--who only breastfeeds and had to be away from me for about 7 hours. Our country's emergency room crisis was all too real yesterday as I had to beg for somewhere to lie down so I wouldn't faint in the waiting room chair, beg for an IV, beg for help to get to a bathroom because I was too weak, blah, blah, blah. Anyway, after several hours, five needle sticks to get an IV into my dry veins (which are normally big blue pipes that were always the guinea pig for nursing school IV practice), and 2 1/2 liters of saline later, I felt much better. To top things off that evening, Seth decided to cut a new tooth. I wasn't exactly in the mood to wake up with him in the night.
So, here's the funny part of the day. Before I called Aaron home from school in the morning, I was trying to care for Seth during my illness. As I'm sitting there with a large barf bowl in my hands and retching into it, Seth crawls over and looks at me. He hears me making these funny noises and sees me occasionally lifting my head up out of the bowl to take a breather. He thinks I'm playing peek-a-boo with him, and starts cracking up hysterically. The more I barfed, the louder his laughing got. The two of us were quite a scene. Way to lighten up the situation Seth!
4 comments:
boy, is seth going to be embarrassed when he learns that he was playing peek-a-boo with a barfing person.
and i can relate to the deflated veins thing. mine are always so large and protruding, except when i was so dehydrated after pushing ari out. i had to have an iv in my hand! i hope you stay hydrated now and don't have to drink pedialyte - it's nasty.
You should have called me!! You could have left Seth at my house! Next time you better call me... OR ELSE! (And yes, that is a threat.)
Linds only you can find humor in barfing and a trip to the ER. I hope you get feeling better. And props to Seth for takeing care of his mom, he was just trying to get you to feel better.
yeah, when I was puking many times a day when I got pregnant, cate would just come in and say "are you throwing up?" "yes, cate" "okay" and go about her business. didn't phase her one bit...at least seth wasn't upset by the state you were in! that is seriously so funny...although it was probably physically (and perhaps emotionally) difficult for you to laugh at the time. :)
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