Our life has been made up of vomit and diarrhea the last seven days. Yep, there is no nice way to put it but just say it as it is. If this had lasted for one to three days, I don’t think I’d use a whole blog post to share. BUT as of last night at 3am, it’s been seven days friends. Count them out, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, AND 7. Do I want to scream? YES! Do Brian and I feel like we are up to our elbows in cleaning, cleaning, cleaning? YES!
It started on our flight back to Thailand from Cambodia. Blaze felt a little nauseous. We boarded the plane. Buckled up, etc. etc. And then all of a sudden the little guy started vomiting in his seat. The airline stewardess brought me Kleenex! Um yeah, not super helpful. I don’t tell me Asians use Kleenex to clean up vomit b/c that is ridiculous. I simply think this airline stewardess wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer. A nearby, sympathetic passenger passed me baby wipes—an angel in disguise. And get this, as I’m on my hands and knees trying to clean up, the plane starts to taxi and just takes off! So much for waiting for everyone to be seated.
Same thing happened at the airport and then at our house. Next day Blaze laid low, and the storm seemed to pass. Mom’s up to bat. Oh yeah friends. I vomited so much in one night the blood vessels popped on my eyeball so it looks like I’ve been in a bar fight. “Should look better in three weeks,” says the doctor. Great. I laid low the next day and felt okay after. Well let’s see, let’s bring Pascaline up to bat. She hasn’t had a turn. And Pascaline not only knocks it out of the park one day, but two and three days, and I think today makes it four….um yeah. She has taken the championship by managing to throw up in every room, on our clothes, and at 3:30am this morning (when you thought it couldn’t get ANY better), she got up and vomited all over the home school stuff. That’s feeling a little “set up” to me, but never fear, home school will go on to her dismay.
Blaze, who has been playing in the ocean and chasing monkeys, came down with it again, and then last night I felt nauseated again. Could it be all the cleaning up we’re doing? Who knows. But the doctor was extremely helpful and said that we all have a stomach bacteria. Take the antibiotics for five days. That should kill it. The tricky part is getting Pascaline to keep it down. And thus, our first week back in Thailand isn’t at all what I pictured. So I figured it was time to take pictures of what it is.
You see, the climax for me was when…WAIT…this gets gross, so just stop reading if you need too—basically, consider yourself warned. The climax was when Blaze said he had gas but instead had diarrhea all over the cushions. As Brian and I start to clean it up, Pascaline decides to contribute by vomiting on Brian. It was so awesome. True parenting doesn’t get better than that point.
So you’ve got Pascaline hanging over the toilet, and Blaze showering behind her from his little mess. And I figure, “What the hell. It’s time to shoot the sh#$% out of this.”
Portrait of Pascaline Eux de Toilet!
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Look at those BIG, SAD, Brown eyes. We fell for them the first six times she had an episode. And then the eyes didn’t work any longer.
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Less is More! Don’t even need to see her big brown eyes to feel it.
I call these next few images “The Waiting” series.
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And this last one is almost a little glamorous looking, don’t you think?!
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(Photo Recipes: ISO was 200, f-stop was 2.8, and Shutter Speed was 125th of a second.)
Do you think I’m just the MEANEST mom on the island?
Was this the blog post that I thought I’d be writing for today? No. But thanks for humoring me because it feels really good to vent. And regardless of how utterly exhausting and emotional the last seven days have been, shoot me for saying this, but I want to capture it on some level because right here and now, this is a big part of our trip in the last week.
And in case my parents are worried after reading this, here is a little status. Blaze went kayaking with Brian today and feels great. Pascaline has made it almost 20 hours without vomiting or running a fever. In fact, she was sassing Brian a couple hours ago which is always a sign of her normal self coming back.
For those of you who are wondering about Brian…is he up to bat next?…Good question.
xoxo,
Me Ra




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