Happy Birthday Thomas!

I didn't write about this on his actual birthday, but one week ago Thomas turned 6!! Oh my goodness, I can't believe he's already 6 years old. We had a great day. The day before (which was Sunday) we went to the ranch and had cake and ice cream for his family birthday party. Paul and I had given Thomas the choice to either have friends to a little party at Carl's Jr, or we could just have him and Paul and I, go to Carl's Jr. and let him play, go bowling and then go to Walmart and let him pick out a Wii game for his present. He chose the latter for his party. It was really fun. I think that Paul was the only one that broke 100 when we were bowling, and that was us using bumpers while we were bowling. He then chose The Last Airbender for the Wii game. What a fun and sweet boy. He's getting to old for his own good.

Vomit-gate 2011

So just when I thought we were in the clear, nope the vomiting started again. The next day after having given Millie 2 or 3 doses of Phenergan, she was still vomiting. Paul and I decided we had to take Amelia to the E.R. to be seen in case she was getting dehydrated. Jaymi and Ron once again volunteered to watch Jack and Thomas while we went into Ontario to the hospital. When we arrived the doctor did determine that Amelia was dehydrated and needed an I.V. bolus infusion of fluids along with Zofran for vomiting and some Tylenol and Motrin for her fever. She was very brave (only crying a little) while they placed the I.V. in the crook of her arm. I layed with her in the bed and held her while she cried herself to sleep and the I.V. infused. After her infusion she refused to eat or drink anything, so we had to feed her apple juice from a syringe. She kept this down so they finally let us leave with her. This was the last of her vomiting for a long while. That night I got really sick and vomited, but only once. Then the next day (Monday) it was Jack's turn to throw up. He was sick for most of the day, but finally stopped vomiting by the next day. I thought that we had made it through, but I again, was wrong. Tuesday night Paul started with the symptoms and sure enough was vomiting before too long. We went to bed rather late, and a hour after sleeping Paul woke me up saying that he thought Millie was throwing up again, and that Thomas was wandering around the house aimlessly. I got up and sure enough Millie had been sick again, but instead of being upset that she had thrown up , she was upset that she had thrown up on her Princess dress. What a long couple of weeks. Could it really be over?