Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Raining & Pouring

When it rains, it pours, right? We spent the weekend getting moved to our new house in Brownsburg, and 4 semi-truckfuls later, we were in. Unfortunately, we kicked off the moving process with Tela rolling in poo in our old backyard, thus stinking up Ben's mom's van and our new basement while we tried to neutralize her so we could get moved in. Then Bryn started throwing up while we were unloading the truck. Her Nana cuddled her and took good care of her, so we magaged to get all our junk at least dumped in the living room and the garage before calling it a night. On Sunday, Bryn's vomiting and diarrhea continued, and she graced our new neighbors with a show of severe projectile vomiting when they came over to greet us with a plate of cookies. Shortly after that, I got sick too, and continued to be sick every 15 minutes from 7:30 at night to 8:00 in the morning, when the illness mercifully slowed to episodes every 30 minutes. Bryn and I continued getting sick all day Monday, and our doctor eventually sent us over to the pediatric ER to get Brynie taken care of. She perked up toward evening, and I went to bed at 6:30 and slept until morning, when I felt a lot better. Yesterday she cried all day because she wasn't allowed back on solid foods until nighttime and kept wanting to eat. Today we both feel better, but Ben thinks he's coming down with it. All of this in the midst of attempting to unpack boxes, get settled in a new community, etc. The first day, we had to just put Bryn in a diaper after the barfing because we didn't even have a spare set of clothes unpacked. On the up side, I guess it didn't matter so much that we didn't find/unpack our food until yesterday, since none of us could really eat anyway. We won't have the internet hooked up at our house until this weekend, so I have ventured out to the public library to do a quick post for all of those of you who are wanting to know how the move went. More later; right now, it's time for all sickies to go home and nap.


iloveuthismuch11 said...

AMY!! AAHHH! that is so insane! i hope things are looking up and that Ben doesn't come down with it! prayers for you all!

~angie b <><

Melissa said...

Oh dear, it sounds like the Mey-Pfans have the Vortex. Drink some coke. That's what brought me back to life after my bout with the Vortex. That and some mystery injection that a German doctor gave me.

I hope you are all well and able to enjoy unpacking your boxes!