Well, it's been a tough week for me without this site up! If figures that not one but both my children would get ill in the same week..
My daughter, Kayla woke up last Sunday morning at v* once and then did it 2 hours later. Then from 9:30 to about 7:30 that night she complained of her stomach hurting. I handled it okay with her because she doesn't freak out when she's ill. She just does it and doesn't think it's a big deal. Weds. came and she v* once and fell asleep and was perfectly fine.
Then come's Friday, my son wakes up complaining his stomach hurts. He has gas pains sometimes so I thought it was no big deal because he rarely gets s*. I gave him some Tylenol and he was fine for the rest of day. I got home from work lastnight and went to check him and he was burning up. He had a 102 fever. He woke up around one and seemed fine wanted some water and said he was hungry. I let him have some Italian ice and some crackers and proceeded to give him more tylenol.
Right around the time I expected the Tylenol to kick in he started having horrible stomach cramps, he was doubled over in his bed saying he didn't want to be s* and kept pleading with me to make the pain stop. He was so loud he woke upmy daughter in her room. I had a total panic attack with him pleading with me to help him, so I woke my husband up and asked for his help. He tried convincing my son to be sick but it didn't work. My husband just sat there rubbing his back while I just soothed his head because he was complaining of a headache and said he had a sore throat. We sat there for 1/2 hour doing this all the while he was whimpering in pain. It killed me at the point even I would have wished it on myself. He finallyfell asleep after an hour of just rubbing him downand was fine from then on.
He then got up this morning, ate some toast and tea and started with cramps all over again. I called the doc and they said to hold off on any solid food for a while and it sounded like his stomach was having problems digesting. So I gave him shaved ice and he perked right up. It's been an hour now and he seems fine.
It feels good to type it all down and know that people who can really relate can read this. My husband doesn't understand me, though he doesn't get my case about it , he just thinks I'm a bit of a Spaz!!!