What a terrible 24 hours. Last night I didn’t feel very good, but took some vitamins and went to sleep hoping for the best. At 1:00am I woke up to Nick propped up on his side, hugging the trash can, spitting and heaving. This went on hourly until 11am. I have never seen so much puke in all of my life. All night long he was sick and I was cleaning up after him. I used all our towels and even had to do laundry at 4am. By noon he stopped vomiting and was just left with a cramping stomach, hot and cold flashes and achy legs. Things were going much better through the afternoon. He even started drinking some fluids. Then it started again. He just isn’t holding down fluids. Tried some soup broth; so far so good. I feel incredibly helpless. All I can do is just be present and comfort him. Last night he wouldn’t even let me touch him. Just had to watch and clean up.
Tonight I am not feeling good again. Achy. I hope we can both just sleep this off. Had to cancel an appointment today and one tomorrow morning. He’s so miserable. He sure doesn’t deserve this.