jeriendhal | House of Plague

Friday night/Saturday morning Tracy developed a nasty bout of what we thougth was food poisoning, vomiting/evacuating most of the night and calling out from work to spend Saturday sleeping in and not eating. In the morning I dragged the kids to my mom's church for an Easter Egg hunt, which went as well as can be expected. Georgia had a good time and Thomas got irritated with me when I insisted on dragging him away from the church's elevator to actually participate.

Sunday we developed the theory that it must have been a case of the flu, as Georgia seemed to develop diarreah, but then Daddy realized he'd left the bag from the church with the kid's easter egg candy in her reach, which now proved near empty (headdesk). We ended up going shopping all together since Tracy was feeling a trifle more energentic, but Tom went down early in the evening, which should have been a warning sign.

Midnight Sunday Tom woke up and starting vomiting. He kept it up until this morning, when we were able to get him to drink a little juice and keep down some liquid ibuprofen. Pre-tylynol his fever was a bit over 102, now it's down to 99 1/2. I took Georgia in to daycare so hopefully she won't catch Tommy's flu, and so Tracy won't be worn out watching them both.

So it goes.