What goes better with bathroom renovations than a houseful of people barfing? Two toilets + one bathroom sink = this mah wants to go stay in a hotel until the weeping, wailing and retching cease. Monday night was truly great, someone decided they couldn't leave the bathroom and camped out in there all night, even sleeping on the floor in between hurls. This leaves one toilet for 8 people to share, 2 of which were also likewise afflicted. If the squatter hadn't been a teenager and had been light enough to pick up by the scruff and moved to a more convenient location with her own personal barf bucket, I'd have done some moving. This stomach bug is the worst thing we've seen in this household in a couple of years. Not since the pneumonia plague of 2005. And they didn't hog up the bathrooms. Last night another child succumbed, so I was up with her until after 2:00 am. Which is much better than the Saturday to Sunday marathon I had with my youngest, who was too weak to lift his head to hurl. That really scared me. He asked me if he was going to die, which kept me awake,quite easily from that moment on. That was a 6:00 am bedtime for me. As tired as I am, I can't help but feel sorry for the victims. The last victim actually collapsed on the way back from the bathroom this morning. This is rough stuff.
The good news is, the first victim (am I going to die?) went back to school today. That means tomorrow two more will go back, and by Friday the collapser should be recovered. By tonight I will have the last toilet back, all the sinks will be functional, and I'll be able to take a shower in my own bathroom again.
Might just be in time for me to break it in.
Until then, I am off to disinfect, sanitize and possibly use a blowtorch to rid this place of all contagion.
But I have to say, my new bathrooms do look fabulous!
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5 comments:
ohhhh mah. My deepest sympathies INDEED. We (barely) lived through that 2 weeks ago. Nasty nasty stuff. I do hope it some how escapes your wonderful self.
By the way, you look FAB in your dirt mound picture. It's about time you have your cake and eat it too:)
I'm sorry you are knee deep in vomit
Perhaps you'll be spared by Comet
Your post left me laughing and crying
And I'm glad that your son is not dying
They'll love you more now for your worry
Now get to that cleaning in a hurry
And when all is well give me a shout
I'll bring the soda and burger right out!
Love ya Mah!
Ugh, no good! If I were you I'd be downing airborne as if they were smarties! Glad to hear though that it seems to be making its exit.
Whew! Always scary with the whole tribe is seriously sick! Now get some rest!
Love the Barf Rap Amy!
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