In my last post, I said that the flu bug has become an unwelcome house guest.
My oldest had a head cold and I picked up the flu from my work.
In an effort to prevent my husband and kiddos from suffering as I have, I stocked up on some vitamins. And, in my logic, decided that the higher the dose, the better.
I had my husband give them their first round Saturday night, with dinner, while I was at work.
That evening, I slept on the couch, to prevent me from breathing in my husband's face. Oh, and also because with everything clogged up, apparently I make slight noises while sleeping. The words "chain" and "saw" were used but surely that's an exaggeration.
Anyways, I slept on the couch, with no alarm. In our house, I am the one to get everyone up and ready Sunday mornings for church. If I have no alarm, a heavy dose of Nyquil, I do not get everyone up and ready in a timely fashion.
I was awakened by my much more punctual teenager yelling in my face, "It's 9 o'clock!! We have to get ready for church!!"
I scrambled to get out clothes, braid hair, grab Bibles, but, I do not feed anyone any food whatsoever. (Which, sadly, is not unusual for me. I loathe making breakfast and therefore, often, do not do it! I home-school half of my children, we eat whenever. My other two have a nutritious breakfast at school. My husband is a grown man and perfectly capable of making his own food. Which he does not do. He eats toast.) But, ever diligent in my fight against germs, I make my kids take their vitamins. 500mg of Vitamin C and 50mg of Zinc. Super Mom award nominee, am I right?
Wrong. Approximately 5 minutes later, I have 2 boys barfing. One saying he doesn't feel so good and Josie (who took exactly the same vitamins) complaining that her braid is not straight.
I immediately feel horrible for making my kids take those vitamins on empty stomachs!! I pop in some toast, convince them the worst is passed and all will be fine now.
I am staying home from church, once again diligent in preventing others from getting sick.
Secretly, while I love church and teaching my class, I'm a tad excited to have the house to myself. And to sleep, in my bed, instead of the couch, where I've been displaced for the last 3 nights.
As I'm getting comfy, propped on my pillows, I get a text from my friend saying "Jeven just threw up." I text back, explaining the vitamin/empty stomach scenario.
She texts back "Judd bringing everyone home".
I text back unkind things about my husband and how he never lets me have anything (meaning the quiet time I was wanting) and freaks out at a little vomit, blah blah blah.
She texts back "I understand. I guess Jayce is staying."
I apologize for going off on my husband and thank her for letting me know what was going on.
Eventually, I hear Judd pull in to the driveway. Josie enters, mad because she had to leave her friends. Jeven enters looking rather pale. Jarrett enters covered with puke. Judd enters looking not at all happy.
We get everyone cleaned up and are discussing whether this is indeed the vitamins/empty stomach scenario or perhaps a bug. That affects everyone at exactly the same time.
Suddenly, I receive another text, this time from Jayce's friend: "This is Jayce. I feel horrible. Can someone come get me?"
We cancel plans we had, unsure of what exactly is going on.
But, by 4p.m., we were pretty sure it was the vitamins/empty stomach scenario as everyone is bouncing off the walls. Except for me, I'm still suffering from my flu (ironically, I took no vitamins whatsoever) and quite upset at my lack of quiet time.
Since then, no one has dared take any more vitamins. For approximately $10, we got exactly 2 doses of vitamins in the children. Totally not worth it.
And, if anyone was paying attention, you would notice Josie was the only one (that took vitamins) that did not throw up. What does this say, exactly, about Josie? Hmmmmm???