Mom vs. The Stomach Bug
Valentine's day meant a birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese and had a homeschool Valentine's Day party. And no school. How much fun was that? The germs must've been flying at one or both of those events because 48 hours later (the incubation period for germs), we were in the emergency room with our son, who was puking up neon green fluid. We didn't think that was normal, so we took him to the professionals. Would you believe that my coat and his, and my purse, received the full force of the voms upon entering the ER? A passer-by took one look at me and exclaimed, "You need HELP!" Yes I do, lady - truer words have never been spoken. We were triaged and taken right to an exam room - the one good thing could come from such an entrance. Then followed a 5-hour stint of poking, prodding and testing the poor boy to find out what was happening in his little body. On Monday, our son seemed to be back to health, so I decided ...