Sharing the love

Ok sharing is caring and all that crap, but really do some things have to be shared?

It's me doing the sharing this time though, the kind person that I am. Yep I've passed on my delightful gastro bug to Grace and maybe Duane.

Grace & I spent Sunday afternoon visiting Trude. Grace had a snooze on the couch, whilst Trude and I chatted and munched on Aldi Chocolate bullets and Trudy's homemade raspberry muffins....Yum. When Grace woke up she was a little quiet, but soon perked up when Trude offered her some marshmallows and a chance to dig around in her dress up box. We left around 5.30pm and Grace was still fine, not showing any signs of feeling sick.

After dinner I asked her if she would like some custard, normally a stupid question - she always wants custard. Well this time she didn't, then kept saying that her tummy was sore. Of course. I guess if was only a matter of time.

Nothing else came of it until 1am in the morning when we heard screaming coming from Grace's room. We both raced in and poor Grace was sitting in the bed crying with the remnants of last nights roast chicken scattered around her. Her sheets were stripped and shoved straight into the washing machine, towels were layed down on our bed and she came in with us. The night was a haze of Grace moaning, heaving and then spewing into a towel. After each time I would whisk the towel out and grab a new one, gosh we went through about a dozen towels during the night. Poor little thing was so scared and frightened about the vomiting, but still managed to sleep between.

Duane woke to get ready for work, had breakfast and then promptly upended it all in the toilet. So after a call to work he crawled back into bed with us. He was a little tired, but fine for the rest of the day, he thinks he might just have been vomiting after seeing Grace vomit, cause it didn't feel like gastro.

We had a very low key day at home, just watching endless amounts of Tv. Shocking, but there's not much you can do when the whole house is feeling like they are dying. Xav has so far not joined in, but he has come down with a green snotty nose - so maybe he'll go the cold route and not the gastro one.

Every time Grace had something to drink or eat (dry crackers) she would just vomit it straight up again. She kept saying she was starving and wanted something to eat. I made her up a drink of gastrolyte, but she wouldn't drink it, so I went out and got some of the hydralyte icypoles. I was gone about 45mins, and Duane said she vomited 3 times.

She loved the icypoles, downing 2 straight away and pleading for more. She kept on perking up and telling us that she was feeling better and needed to eat and then in the next second she was back to laying down and looking terrible.

She hadn't vomited for a while, so we covered her bed in towels and put her in there. Well along came 1am again and once again she was crying out for us, vomit everywhere. She spent the rest of the night in our bed, vomiting up bright green bile - which I can only guess is from the icy poles. It was another long, long night and to top it all off, I have woken with a head cold. My sinus's are blocked, my throat is thick and mucousy and my head is feeling like it is about to explode.

Grace has been ok this morning(scrap that she just vomited AGAIN), she managed to keep down some weetbix and another icy pole. We are having another quiet, lazy day in front of the box watching back-to-back episodes of playschool. None of us have any energy for anything else. I'm also frantically trying to get all the washing done whilst it's not raining. I have a lot of towels, and they are all either on the line or in the washing machine.

Hopefully tomorrow I'll have some energy back and I can disinfect everything and be rid of this horrible bug forever. All the floors need doing, the toilet needs scrubbing, the bathroom and all door handles need disinfecting. All washing has been given a hot wash and a dose of canestan, I know it's for fungal things but made me feel better. Hopefully the hot sun will kill any other remaining germs.

Also, the kids haven't been taking their immune care drugs, so might prirotise a trip back to the naturopath to stock up. NO WAY do I want a repeat of last years cycle of sickness. Actually, I've just been reminded that this is my first cold in 4 years that I can take drugs! If I start feeling worse, I'm getting them.

Ok, the kids are due for a sleep and I don't normally join them, but today I need to.