Holy moly! That ‘little bug’ the child brought home from Montessori not only infected her (she actually had the mildest form)- I toppled after, like a tree. I seriously thought I was going to die. It was one of those bugs that involves all ends and orifices (sorry for the TMI), makes one feel like you’ve been beaten with wire hangers by disgruntled 40s film stars.
Not pleasant- and it made me sleep for days.
The rest of the fam thought it was easy-peasy and I was just having some health spell (because Maisie made it look so innocuous)- until THEY were hit with it.
I actually found one older male family member passed out on the floor between the downstairs toilet and the piano room guest bed, where he decided to camp (to be closer to the loo)- he’d been there for 3 hours and too weak to get up!
After frantic texts to my long-suffering, but freaking fantastic doctor, who told me to get 1/2L of liquid into him every 30 min, do his vitals, etc- he survived. He told me he seriously didn’t think he would survive. It scared him- and everyone else.
I spooned soup and dry toast and bagel into everyone… and bleached and scrubbed and washed nasty things I won’t mention.
I also made homemade saffron chicken garlic soup with noodles (and once with wild rice) 2 days running. If you don’t have an Instant Pot, buy one, NOW. It saved our lives. How else can one cook a 4 hour soup in under 30 minutes? Amazing gadget.
R was also hit hard and is still in feeling the effects. He’s young, he’ll live. Even my dad’s got a touch of it, but he has the sense to hydrate. I have to remind everyone else to keep drinking.
I kept the BRAT diet thing on point. Seemed to work.
R, who is allergic to milk, decided to drink it for his heartburn- when I told him a Zantac would have been more effective- and now he’s back to stomach issues. What can I do?!
I can just say “I told ya so” and make sure they try to follow some sort of sensible thing.
It’s weird- I am frequently sick, so I know how severe this was. It was worse than my emboli, seriously. When you’re out of your mind with fever and in pain, you just pretty much think the the end is near lol. Being the healthiest cat in the house, besides Maisie, was a new one for me- or the first time in the longest time.
C didn’t get it, yet. I hope he never does. He has the heartiest immune system in the house, knock wood.
Maisie seems to be over it. Her appetite returned with a vengeance today.
We felt well enough to finish sewing her Aleph Bet Hebrew Alphabet skirt (with literal NAPS in between steps), just in case we’re well enough to attend family services tomorrow. She learned the Shema and Oseh Shalom with the other little ones and they’re kicking off a special Friday thing tomorrow.
So much for the update- will add more in next post!