Until Wednesday, I’d never watched anyone projectile vomit at the dinner table.
As you know, Tuesday and Wednesday were rough days for us. Michael stayed home with the family on Wednesday in case the kids’ Dad decided to show up at our door. Thankfully, he did not. We have not heard anything more about it. However, ADT is installing a home security system tomorrow. I will feel so much better.
Admittedly, this has been the toughest week I have had in a long time. Between the fear for our safety, doubt about putting our family in danger, having all 4 kids home multiple days, etc. etc. it’s been hard. But no one prepared me for Wednesday night.
Wednesday morning when I got little R out of bed, he had vomit all over his pajamas and his bed. The kid had thrown up in bed and not even called out for me! What a trooper! I felt so bad for the poor guy. He went on to eat breakfast and lunch just fine so I wasn’t worried. We sat down to dinner and he had a full plate of pasta and sausage (which he normally devours!!!!) He wouldn’t eat a thing. R is very hit and miss when it comes to eating. He will either kill his food or refuse to eat. I was getting angry with him for not eating and told him he was going to bed early if he didn’t eat his dinner. After almost taking him out of his chair and going to put him to bed, he reluctantly took a bite of sausage. And then….
From his mouth came the most explosive vomit I’ve ever seen, even in my 4 1/2 years as a nurse. He would pause and more would come. Michael was in shock. I don’t think he knew what to do. As we jumped up to get towels and wipe up, Jake started licking puke from off the floor and legs of the table. OMG. Yes, I am a nurse but I cannot deal with throw up!!! Michael also got yelled at when, instead of helping me, he was Tweeting about the whole thing!!!!! It was so disgusting. I had to strip R down to diaper and sat holding him, secretly praying he would not barf on me. I felt so guilty for trying to make him eat…
R went to bed fine that night and slept normal with no sound of puking his guts out. I was contemplating sending him to school Thursday morning, thinking it was hopefully a freak event that was gone and over with. Until he ate 1/2 a banana and a bit of Cheerios and then, more puking insued. Needless to say, he did not go to school that day.
R has been puke-free for more than 36 hours now but, Mommy’s not winning any parenting awards.