Barf

The flu is alive an well in the Rogers Hawaiian home. Barf is one thing I just don't deal well with. I can barely handle puke when I puke but when it is someone eles I have a major issue. I mean I can take poop all over the walls but puke is a whole new can of worms.

After the gym yesterday Kelly began complaining of a sore stomach. I of course brushed that off. My stomach has been slightly sore all week. I assumed that it was caused by the large amounts of junkier food we had been eating lately. An hour later Kelly was literally a heap on the couch asleep. I'm not going to lie I was a little bit annoyed, my tummy hurt, i'd like a nap.... Anyways so I took the kids down to the pool to let him sleep in peace. We had a big night out planned last night. Claire and Jake were taking Kelly out for dinner at the Fairmont. I was so excited about it. I had a babysitter planned and really hadn't had a drink since Claire and Jake's wedding so I was very much looking forward to getting out for some fun. I figured a nap my pull Kelly out of his sickness.

While we were at the pool I got a text from Kelly informing me of his violently ill situation and that I needed to cancel the babysitter we would not be going out for dinner. I still wasn't quite convinced that we needed to cancel the entire night. So I didn't cancel the babysitter. When we got back up to the condo Kelly was laying in bed and the kids and I just were relaxing on the couch.  Next thing I know I hear Kelly barfing from the the bathroom. There were three doors between me and him, none of which he closed. He came out and said 'Did you hear that'. Yes Kelly, you have not convinced me that you are infact sick. I was NOT convinced however that he could get better in the four hours we had until dinner. So still did not cancel the babysitter. I let Kelly sleep in hopes that his stomach would pull itself together. Finally around 5 he says he is not coming. I go into my room and have a silent cry then come back out and tell him I was so excited for tonight and was very disappointed. Obviously I knew there was nothing he could do about it.  Anyways he agreed to come and just sit at the table with us.

Kelly hardly said a word on the way to the restaurant and had his hands wrapped around his waist. I even made him ginger tea before we left. They gave him gingerale and ginger candy at the restaurant but he just wasn't feeling good. So he took the car and headed home. Claire, Jake and I stayed and had a fantastic meal. Very sad Kelly couldn't be there with us.

After dinner we met friends at Moose's for drinks. I was like the 3rd 4th and 5th wheel all night but I still had fun and definitely had my fair share of drinks. 

When i got home everyone was asleep, the boys are on the mattress in our room when we have guests. At about three 3 am I hear the distinct sound of projectile vomit. I sprang up and sure enough there was puke everywhere all over Wyatt and all the blankets. Thankfully I was able to hold in my dry heaves and get things cleaned up. Kelly and I were zombies, kelly dealt with Ethan and I put all the sheets in the wash. We put some secondary blankets down and got Ethan a bowl. The next two pukes he was able to go directly into the bowl which kept things clean. Kelly and I have given the boys our blankets from the bed so we were sleeping with dirty sandy beach towels on us. We finally made it through the night. Everyone was exhausted this morning but I had enough energy to head to the gym.

After lunch Kelly slept from 12-4 (it was like he hadn't come back from work yet). Claire, Jake and I took the boys to the pool and they had a ton of energy there. After the pool Wyatt crashed hard. He has been asleep since 2:30 this afternoon and it is 7 now and he is out cold. He has a terrible fever and we have the puke bowl ready for tonight. All I can hope is that I can somehow make it through this barf without catching it!