So we are still up in Oregon…
We are having tons of fun. Doing nothing basically. 🙂 We get up, have breakfast, play with the kids, take a nap (well Sam does), have lunch, go visit Grammy, take another nap, play some more, have a bath, play some more, go to sleep! Sammie is SO CUTE she knows how to get up by herself and walk around now really well. She loves going in the hallway and playing hide and go seek with us. I start and then the kids start mimicking me, and Sammie starts busting up in giggles. Pretty great.
The only downside is that she is always really cranky after her afternoon nap, for some reason. Usually at home I turn on Sesame Street. Here, the Sesame Street is like circa 1980 and she doesn’t like it as much. It’s kind of strange. So I do this back and forth nursing thing that usually comforts her and she gets into a better mood after an hour or two.
Yesterday, however, it wasn’t really working. She got up at 4, I fed her a bottle and turned on Sesame Street. I nursed her again around 445. We tried some water out of my water bottle. I tried some banana puffs as a snack. Didn’t work. Grammy came over for dinner at 515 and I tried nursing her again at 530.
Promptly after that nursing, about 5 minutes later she looked like she was choking on something and started gagging.
It completely freaked me out! She was gagging and slightly convulsing…. Totally scary. I freaked out and went into the bathroom (more light) and was trying to figure out what was going on. Luckily, my Dad was around to provide advice and good past experience to diagnose. (Never pat anyone on their back if they are choking, you may get it lodged in their throat more. Also if they are crying, they are getting air.) She didn’t look like she had anything in her mouth but she was crying. She was still gagging though and trying to heave.
We took her into the kitchen and Dad went to go get a flashlight to shine it down her throat when she finally threw up about 2oz of white mucus stuff. Probably breast milk. She calmed down after that and stopped gagging.
It was horrible! Why in the world was she throwing up, I had no idea… I was having visions of her swallowing some weird toy of the kids and it was poisoning her stomach or something. You know, with all my medical knowledge and all.
Anyway, I had to calm down my racing heart and get my blood pressure back down into a normal range. Cindy walked in from work at that point and felt her head (no fever) and Dad had already looked into her eyes and they were sparkly, not dull. Sam was back to her (pretty normal) self, waving at Cindy and cracking a few smiles and crawling everywhere. Totally freaked me out. She was still a bit cranky though and shoving her fingers in her mouth (teething, she has four or five on the top mostly broken through and I can see two more on the bottom under the gum).
So dinner was ready at that point. Dad made a nice salmon, rice, rolls, and creamy spinach and it was all ready. I got Sam’s dinner ready for her and as I already mentioned Grammy was over for dinner. I haven’t really spent that much time with her. So I sit Sam down and she immediately goes for the food, she was hungry. She eats some cheese and ham… and not TWO minutes later… starts gagging and heaving again.
Holy cow! WTF?? I take her over to the sink and she promptly starts to throw up whatever she just ate… and keeps heaving… and out comes lunch too, I’m pretty sure. We go upstairs and she throws up some more, all over me, all over her. Poor thing.
The good news is that she still didn’t have a fever and she was ok right after she stopped. She was pretty happy. Something as going on in that little body.
The other good news was that *I* didn’t throw up as I watch watching her gag. I came close when I looked down at my clothes (maybe TMI?) but I only gagged once and nothing really came up, whew.
When we went downstairs (clothes changed, of course!) Sam tried to go for more food. Then she walked over to the fridge and tried to open it, and when I opened it for her, she pointed to the fruit. hehe – Poor girl.
I was completely freaked out though. Besides the fact that I didn’t know what she had, didn’t know if she was passing it along to the other five members in the house, plus my Grammy… I started to realize that watching your child get sick completely SUCKS.
I am acknowledged as robot by my friends. I do empathize when other people are sick, I feel bad, I want to help them, etc. etc. etc. But watching your poor defenseless child gag in your arms and you have no idea what is wrong, is just such a completely different feeling for me. It’s very freaky and overwhelming. I’ve been extremely lucky so far that Sam has only been sick once and it wasn’t very bad.
So. Ugh.
The great news is that after I put her to bed without feeding her again, she woke up at 130 and she was hungry… so I decided to feed her. She was fine and went back to sleep. I fed her again at 5 and then 7, and all was good. She then went back to her normal feeding schedule (and eating a lot – although breakfast and lunch have been pretty bland stuff) and no throwing up.
I have no idea what happened. I like my theory of some sort of plastic poisoning her tummy but really that’s probably not it. Maybe it was the bananas I gave her (she hasn’t had them for months, even though they were her favorite a long time ago ~ pooping issues, ya know)… or my Dad likes the theory of being a sick traveler (since she was sick on our last vacation). Maybe she just likes the normalcy of her home… I dunno.
I’m glad nothing more has happened today though!
Tonight we are having Cindy’s parents and Grammy over again for a yummy prime rib dinner that my Dad is cooking. My Dad is a FABULOUS cook, I’m probably gaining back all the lbs I lost when I had food poisoning. 😉
Worth it though!
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