I’ve been back from my trip for a few days now, but things are far from normal. I arrived at night, after the kids were asleep, but woke in the wee hours of the morning to Chloe throwing up on her bed. Then it happened again, and again, and again. Later that day Leo started throwing up, and that evening Grandma Sandy, who had come to help watch the kids while I was away, also fell sick. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was some big cosmic joke (or punishment?) for going away in the first place.
Poor Chloe is suffering the worst. Before I left she got her first ear infection. Her pediatrician prescribed amoxicillin, but while I was away she developed a terrible all-over rash. Turns out she is allergic, just like her daddy. They stopped the antibiotics and gave her Benadryl for a couple days, which helped the rash, but then… boom – the stomach virus hit. I have never seen so much vomit in my life.
The kids were a little bit better yesterday, but today Leo’s had several bouts of diahrhea. Chloe is incredibly lethargic, complains of being cold and having a sore neck and body. She asked to warm herself in the bath, but then puked into the bathwater. What a mess. I cannot wait for this week to be over.
P.S. My father-in-law thinks its Norovirus. He got it a couple days after Grandma Sandy. Nasty stuff. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. The image above is an iphone shot I took while I was away. It is from the metro rail station looking toward the control tower at Regan National Airport in Washington DC.