Lullah woke up yesterday at 6 am projectile vomiting. Lovely. By 10 am the count was 3. She insisted on going to school so she could dance at the football game. I think she just didn't want to give the sponsor ANYTHING to be happy about. She threw up once at school, but fortunately they dismissed school early because of the football game. The venue was 3 hours away.
She threw up once more here at the house. I gave 25mg of Dramamine and we left for the game at 2pm. They let her ride with me instead of the bus in case she got sick on the way. Fortunately she made to the game without throwing up. She waited until we got to the field. So I gave her 25mg more.
After she'd throw up she'd feel way better for about an hour. I wouldn't have let her go, but they weren't dancing after half-time because the band was leaving. I figured if she got to feeling too awful we could leave. She was absolutely determined to dance. "I'm not giving that woman the satisfaction of seeing me not on the field" was the phrase she used. I probably should have made her stay home, but I think it would have been one of those things that twenty years from now she'd STILL be pissed at me for. I just loaded up lots of Dramamine, juice, wet wash clothes and liners for the trash can we took with us. She's sleeping it off today. So far no puke.
I think the sponsor prayed some kind of hex on us. The girl she treated so badly last Friday had to make an early morning trip to the emergency room for abdominal pain. They thought appendix initially, but it was an inflamed colon. She's ok. She ended up dancing too. So if the sponsor (ex-sponsor) did put a hex on us. It didn't work.
We made it home without incident and she threw up once more before bedtime.
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Oh! Bless her heart! It's 1a.m. as I sit here typing this, and I've been dealing with a pukey 2 1/2 year old since about 10:30...so gross, 'cuz she just lets it go right where she's at, even after I tried to explain to her that "if your tummy is gonna come out of your mouth like that, put it in the trashcan" (that I'd set up next to her)..so far I've changed her bedsheets twice, she's puked on 2 regular pillows and 2 throw pillows, and all over the couch where I'd had her lay down so I could keep an eye on her.
ANYWAY....Tell Lullah I am VERY proud of her for not giving this woman the satisfaction of not seeing her out there dancing. Your girl has got character and conviction. It sounds to me like you are raising her right!
Bless YOUR heart! Lullah carried her trashcan with her. Thank heavens she's old enough now to get the concept that puke makes MOMMY puke. I'm a nurse and I'm supposed to be immune to grossness, but if it comes out of that end of someone I can't deal with it very well at all.
Thank you for your sweet words about Lullah. The husband and I think she's pretty great. But then, we're a little biased.
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