It's never good when your child gets up at 5:25 to use the bathroom.
It's even worse when you are in the tub, and you hear this frantic pounding on the door, and some unintelligable murmuring that turns out to be a worst case scenario that happened before he could get to the bathroom.
(ignore the following sentence if you have a sensitive stomach, or do not have children)
And the worst case does not end up being vomit, if you know what I mean.
So, an hour and a half later, everything is cleaned up, the evidence is in the dryer after being washed in the hottest water possible, and he is resting comfortably in his bed with garbage bags under the sheet and towels over it. A movie is playing on his tv (t.g. for built in vcr and Goodwill - $25 total). Two slices of toast and a glass of water, and he is complaining that he is really hungry. Sorry buck-o, that's what you are having, and some broth for lunch. No sweets, milk, or anything other than toast, broth, or water sipped slowly.
The bathroom is disinfected, as is the kitchen, and his room. Medicine has been given. We just have to wait for it, and take steps to avoid restarting the problem.
It is going to be a very, very long day.
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