*hack, hack, cough, sputter... and SCREAMING*
We didn't even have to see.. we knew the sound. Levi had thrown up in bed. It was 10pm. Over the next hour and a half he threw up 3x. By 8 yesterday morning he had thrown up 7 times. He spent most of the day on the couch, sleeping.
He would wake up for maybe 10 minutes at a time, where I tried to convince him to take a sip of Gatorade or some Tylenol. My noon, his fever was around 103, and he was refusing to take Tylenol. I decided to let it ride provided it didn't get to high. Finally, around 3, he woke up DRENCHED in sweat, and talking a mile a minute.
My baby boy was back.
He fought the rest of the fever off the rest of the day, and we had a full night of sleep last night. I've done probably 15 loads of laundry since it all began, and I've used our handy lysol to spray down every surface I can.
We're praying and believing that this bug will pass and noone else will get it.
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