Maybe we were a little too excited about how well Parker came out of surgery and bringing our Hero home.
The gagging and wretching started on the ride home. We chalked it up to nausea from the anesthesia.
But by the next day we knew the flu had made it’s way to the Hodson house.
For a kid with a Nissen the stomach flu is rough. You can’t throw up. And each time you start gagging your Mom kinda sorta freaks and pulls every ounce of your stomach contents out through that little hole in your belly.
Thanks heavens for Zofran.
Other than a symphony of puking brothers and sisters, recovery from Parker’s surgery has so far been uneventful. We go back in 4-6 weeks to see if the outcome is what we hoped it would be.
Keep your fingers crossed?
PS: The lack of pictures from last week? You’re welcome. heh.
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That is one of my honest to God biggest fears. I hate the puking. I totally freak and….ugh.
You’re right…that Nissen…AHHHHHH!
Glad you’re all a bit brighter and un-sickly! xoxox
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We rode all the way home with me venting Parker’s tube. The noises coming out of that kid’s stomach were epic. =:O
I was just going to email and see if things were improving, but decided to check here first. Hope it’s past and that you and Reed didn’t get it.
The only one of us to escape it was Brant. And that’s because he’s not living here now. He’s rented an apartment with some friends. He comes for Sunday dinner, to wash his clothes and raid the fridge and freezer.
I am glad you are all better and getting back on your feet. I got lucky and only had two kids get it (knock on wood).