I knew when I titled yeseterday's post that it could come back to bite me in the ass, and at the expense of my 7 year old, it did.
My poor little Lou (not his real name - really, who names their child Lou in the 21st century??) has an ear infection.I called them this morning to say hi and see how everyone was and his sad little voice says "Mom, my voice is all horse and my throat hurts". I asked him all sorts of questions trying to figure out if he was just tired, or if he was sick. When I spoke to Husband I suggested (strongly) that he take Lou in the medicentre just to rule out the EI that I was sure he had (so hard to diagnose from an hour away!). Husband called me back about an hour later, confirming that yes Lou has an EI and is running a fever. He felt pretty strongly though that with some tylenol Lou would feel better and that the plan to rodeo was still on.
Fast forward to an hour ago when I get the text message " We're on our way home. Lou threw up, feels better now, but I figure it's time to come home".
Yeah, I guess so! Poor kid. There is nothing that he (and I) hate more than upchucking. I would rather have rampant, explosive diarrhea for 3 weeks straight than throw up once. My only consolation is that he feels better since it happened.
Oh yeah, and that I didn't have to clean it up.
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I think Lou (not his real name) is probably upset that his mother is calling him Lou in cyberspace and it's manifesting itself as a physical illness.
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