I have been so sick today.  I threw up my dinner early this morning and didn’t recover for 10 hours.  My husband had to go to work and I cancelled my play date this morning.  Polina sensed something was wrong.

“No owie,” she said when I was in the bathroom heaving.

To my surprise, she still wanted to nurse… a lot.  I’m nauseous and my 2.5 year old is nursing.

“I’m sick.  Please,” I tell Polina.

Polina protested when I refused, so… okay.

Later she went to the kitchen and got herself a box of cereal, a bowl, and a fork.  She ate next to me.  Then she decided to dump all the cereal on the floor.  I picked it all up and put it back in the bag, but she did it again.  I was too tired to engage in this battle.  Then Polina decided to go through her clothes drawer and throw all the contents on the floor, on top of the cereal.  Then she rolled on me while I was trying to rest.

I pulled out my flip phone.  “Im so sick,” I texted my husband.

Polina fell on my stomach with her butt.  Ow.

“Im so sick.  Not resting,” I texted again.

“Pls help”

It sucks to be sick.  I felt hot.  Then I was cold.  My husband said he would try to come home after he completes one project.

Polina started going through her books, flipping through the pages, one by one.  She reminded me of my mother, who went through books like water.  Polina likes going through books even when no one is reading to her.

After that, I had a reprieve.  After about 3 hours of self-entertainment, Polina indicated she was tired.  She`nursed again and fell asleep beside me.

Meanwhile, I was nauseous as ever.  I hate vomiting.  I tried not to for about 3 hours by keeping it down.  I continued to feel bad.  No wonder.  It was a choice between vomiting and getting it over with or feeling “better” by not vomiting but continuing to feel sick.  Finally, I had to give in.  I went to the bathroom and threw up a final time.  There, it was over, but in the process, I woke up Polina.  I texted my husband that P and I were going to sleep, went back to bed and slept for three hours with Polina beside me.

I woke up at 5:30 pm and felt A LOT better, though still woozy as I hadn’t eaten anything all day.  The worst was over.  A week ago I was really sick with the cold for 24 hours and felt awful.  I haven’t been so sick within a week of each other in a long time.

I can’t feel my legs as I am lying on the couch typing this.  The vomit is still in the sink in the master bathroom, not going down.  I’m too weak to deal with it right now.  I’ll clean it tomorrow.  Thank goodness we have two bathrooms.

Tip- next time, heave in the toilet.