Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Tuesday was a good day. We swam, collected shells on the beach, swam again, made sand castles, and swam again. Don't worry, we had plenty of sunscreen and no burns! We drove to Ft. Lauderdale just to check it out and had pizza for dinner. Then, around 3am, I started with the puking and diarhea. It went on non-stop for 6 hours! I was miserable. Thank goodness Jason didn't have any meetings Wednesday morning and was able to go to the store for some Pepto and ibuprofen. I slept the majority of Wednesday while Jason took the kids to the pool. They kept checking on me throughout the day and I was glad that they were able to still have fun. I just wish I could have had fun with them!
I packed up on Friday while my husband worked for a little bit. We went down to the pool one last time. Emily was exhausted but wanted to dip her feet in the pool before leaving. We went for lunch and Emily actually ate half a grilled cheese sandwich and some chips. I still didn't have a stomach for food and here she was eating a grilled cheese! The journey through the airport was rough for Emily and I felt so sorry for her, especially knowing exactly how she felt - tired with a sour stomach. By the time we got on the plane, she looked totally wiped out and slept almost the whole way home.
I was glad to get away but wish we had all been well for the trip. At least it wasn't a kidney stone, like the the camping trip we took last month!