Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Late night last night
I turned in around 11:15 p.m. and put in my ear plugs. At about 11:45 the light went on in my room. M stuck his head in the door "Emma's thrown up everywhere." I jumped up to help. She was sitting up in bed with it all down her front. I took care of her while M gathered up the bed sheets and took them to the laundry. I put the spare sheets on the bed and dressed Emma in fresh pajamas. We put her trash can by the bed and told her to use that if she felt sick again. Back to bed for me and Emma. M was still canning tenderloin downstairs.

It wasn't too long until I heard Emma hollering again. I jumped up to find the same thing. We undressed her again and stripped the bed clothes to add to the laundry that was already in the washer. This time I sent Emma down with daddy for a quick bath to clean her up good. I improvised a bed sheet and pad underneath and remade her bed. We dressed her in more clean pajamas and sent her to bed again. I crawled back into my bed and tried to relax.

About fifteen minutes later Emma starts hollering again. Same exact position, sitting up with puke down her front. Thankfully the law of dimishing returns was at work. There wasn't nearly as much on her. I cleaned her up, and dressed her yet again with the fourth pair of pajamas for the night. I was all out of options for her bed so we unrolled her sleeping bag and laid it on top.

I'm happy to say that the third time was a charm. Around 1:00 a.m. we turned in and we never heard from her again the rest of the night. Thank goodness my child is relatively healthy and these situations are quite rare. Yuck.

P. S. She was fine today, other than being tired and taking a long (3.5 hr) nap.
Written at 6:22 PM by Highlandgal.
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