It has been quite a life here the past 24 hours. We ended up taking Drew to the emergency room yesterday as he would not stop throwing up. The doctor felt he was probably dehydrated. So, Andy stayed home with the other two, and I took Drew. No fluids, but they did give him Zofran to give him a break. He was able to sleep through the night, as was I until Michael woke up at 4 AM. No, not sick, just wanted Mama!
This morning, we tried toast with Drew which he threw up, but by lunch time he was very much on the mend, and has had toast twice, as well as some gatorade.
Peter, on the other hand, has not been so lucky. He started at about 4 this afternoon. He's pretty miserable, but is handling it like a champ. I hate seeing him sick, but it is easier when they are older.
Now, just waiting on Michael. Maybe he won't get it...but I seriously doubt it! Thank you all so much for your kind thoughts and prayers. I hope to return to regular blogging next week!