So today Hubby and HB are supposed to be boarding a plane to go to Hubby's grandfather's funeral. Hubby is supposed to be a pall bearer and give the eulogy. I say supposed to because well...last night HB started throwing up. Sometimes he does with a cold. He threw up all over the couch and himself. So we sent him to bed a while later thinking that it was his usual cold thing...until
Until a couple hours later he woke up have vomited a little bit later. And then after straightening that out. Hubby was holding him and he spit a little more up. He went to sleep and was fine. Hubby and I went to bed exhausted and I figured that was it. The accumulated snot, which all toddler end up eating even when you tell them not to even when you chase them down to wipe their nose, was out of his system. Was I right?
No, this morning Hubby went and got us breakfast. HB ate it and not too much later he pucked again. And it was strange because he was fine just wanting to climb in my lap when out it came. All over the carpet. So that was that. No, plane trip.
Top that off with another small child spewing all over me (massive spit up). I feel worn out a bit. Hubby stayed home even though he could have worked a half day. He'll go into work tomorrow. He wants to work extra hours in order to accumulate sick/vacation time faster especially since we have this credited plane ticket in his and HB's name. And they're such sticklers. You have to redeem them together.
Oh, caught this news article: