It all started 10pm Wednesday night for Izzie. She went to sleep saying her tummy hurt and then woke up 30 minutes later, in our bed, throwing up all her dinner. Poor baby. I've never seen someone throw up so much in 8 hours. She threw up 20 times!!! I debated taking her to the emergency room, but everyone I asked said to wait it out. So we did. Yes, I'm a nurse, but I work with a lot of older people, who have had strokes. It's so different when it is your own child, too. I called our Ped's on call nurse two times talking through the situation. I sent Todd to the spare bedroom, because someone needed to get some sort of sleep. We changed the sheets on our bed about 4x. We had our designated "puke bowl" and were using towels the best we could under her. I eventually had to put a diaper on her, poor thing. She hated it! She kept telling me how she was a big girl. She's been potty trained for a year and hasn't worn a pull-up or diaper since. It was a must though! Her daddy made the mistake of taking it off later that afternoon.
I took her to the doctor that morning as soon as they would let us come in. Of course, they told us it was just a stomach virus. Ugh. I hate that word, "virus." That means going to the doctor was a waste of time basically. They gave us some Zofran, but Izzie really refuses any and all medicine unless we hide it very well in some juice.
Last night and this morning (Friday), she's only thrown up twice which is soooo much better than what she had been doing. We actually got 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep. Woo hoo!
I've been cleaning like crazy. Lysoling every little surface I can, over and over again. I just hope everyone else stays healthy. Todd and I have been feeling a little nauseous, but you tend to feel that way after cleaning up throw up for 24 hours plus.
Pray for my little girl. I've never been so worried as I was that first night. I wish I could've taken her place.
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