I'm not sure what happened, but Friday I ate something that didn't sit so well in my tummy. I also had a beer, just ONE beer for lunch and that just upset my stomach even more. So at around 4PM I am sitting in the office feeling very nauseous and by now I have made 5 very obvious trips to the bathroom. I just want to be home, sitting in my own toilet, you know. And all I can think about is the fact that I have to ride the train back home for what will be an hour commute. But I manage the trip without any accidents, thankfully.
When I get home I throw up. I'm throwing up the Winter Ale and all I am thinking is that I am never having beer for lunch again, ever.
That night I feel better. My stomach a little unsettled but better nonetheless. Saturday I wake up so hungry that I go have lunch at a diner by myself and order a little bit of everything that's on the menu. I keep everything down. But then Saturday night Aixah is sick. She throws up at 3Am and then again at 4AM. We're changing crib sheets and Victor is bathing her and of course you are too tired to go back to bed after that.
She doesn't throw up again, but she is not feeling well all day today. You can tell that she's trying to be her charming self, but obviously her tummy hurts and she is weak from last nights vomiting session.
Anyhoo, about 30 minutes ago she did the biggest diarrhea poop. This was HUGE. I didn't even know where to begin. It was up to her neck. By the time we got her PJ up and over her head she had poop all over her hair and arm. Off to the tub with this stink bomb.
She's in the crib now, clean bed sheets, clean diaper, clean PJs...I hope we don't have any incidents tonight and that she is all better tomorrow.
Look at how happy she looks after that massive poop.
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