Color Us Miserable

Well, color me and Jeremy miserable, anyway.  He started vomiting on Monday morning after breakfast, so we immediately put him on the liquid Pedialyte diet.  He seemed better on Tuesday, and, since he hadn’t vomited for 24 hours, I eased him back into food with cereal.  Since he tolerated that, I gave him some carrots for supper.

By Tuesday night, I was feeling extremely nauseated, and, suffice it to say, I followed Jeremy’s path.  As soon as Jeff got home from basketball practice, I put myself to bed.

This morning, Jeremy woke up vomiting again, and now he’s switched to diarrhea.  I can’t really tell if I’m better because I’m afraid to eat.  Does my stomach hurt because I’m sick or because I’m hungry?

I guess supper tonight will tell.  I was supposed to meet my book club at a nice Italian restaurant, but I cancelled.  No use paying for a nice meal that may or may not stay down.

I’ll tell you…I don’t get sick often, but, when I do, it seems particularly bad.  And it’s not much fun chasing a sick and fussy nine-month old around when I’m not feeling very good myself.  Jeremy is about to starve, so he screams as if I’m cheating him and when he gets to the bottom of his Pedialyte bottle.  Poor little guy!

In other news, Charlotte visited Peoria Christian today.  I think the jury is still out on it.  She was very tired when I picked her up, so I was afraid she hadn’t had a very good time.  However, by the time we got home, she was babbling on about it and told me that she had really enjoyed herself.  Unfortunately, there were tests in several of the classes, so she wasn’t able to get a very good feel for what they were studying and where she might be in relation to it.  I guess much will depend on if she is able to make a sports team for the fall.  We shall see.

Elijah had a lonely day at home, though!  He asked me around 10:30 what time Charlotte was coming home.  He had finished up his scant amount of work for the day and was ready to his playmate back. 

I used the (relatively) slow day to read a book that Charlotte has to do a report on for her co-op history class, The Bronze Bow by Elizabeth George Speare.  It’s a good one.  Speare also wrote The Witch of Blackbird Pond and The Sign of the Beaver, so, when Charlotte saw that on the list, she snatched it up.  I downloaded it on my Kindle, so Charlotte felt pretty special to be reading a book that way!

Well, enough of this “poor, poor, pitiful me” post.  Hopefully, next time will be a little more upbeat!