17:15 - Day 8
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Mary and Thomas clean up the kitchen after dinner. Shelly goes to her room but not before she walks to the end of the table where Trey is sitting and gives him a hug. He almost cried as she whispered in his ear, his eyes welled up and a priceless smile came across his face as she pulled back and said thank you then walked away.
You are stunned but yet not surprised and as it is only the two of you in the room whisper to him, “what was all of that about?”
After a pause to collect himself and clear the lump from his throat Trey whispers back, “It’s a secret between her and I and I can’t tell you, sorry” and just as you start to get spun up about this “secret” Thomas comes into the room and says he doesn’t feel good holding his stomach.
As you start to get up he suddenly vomits all over the table and while trying to cover his mouth gets it all over himself and the floor. He is crying, saying he is sorry and then doubles over saying it hurts, it hurts.
Immediately you stand and go to him and he almost collapses in your arms, now your covered in the dinner he just ate, but you’re a Mom and you can take it, well almost, you do find yourself gagging a bit. Trey jumps up, scoops the boy up and takes him into the bathroom and sets him in the bath. He checks the boy quickly and tells you to “get his clothes off and start a cool bath, he is burning up with fever. Get him cleaned up and cooled off I will go start the generator and get the water on. Make his teeth chatter he says.”
As Trey is leaving the bathroom he sheds his soiled t-shirt and heads to the garage.
Mary and Shelly come to the door of the bathroom, you ask them to get the work towels from the basement and start to clean up the mess in the other room. Shelly expresses how gross it smells and that she will get sick if she is made to help clean it up. Mary says she can get it if Shelly gets the towels.
As you pull the soiled clothes off your son you notice that he is very warm, almost hot and is already shivering from the cold porcelain of the tub. You start some warm water and grab a wash rag to clean him off. Just as you get him stripped and almost clean he moans and vomits again. He is almost in the fetal position on the floor of the tub, shivering and moaning, “it hurts Mommy, it hurts” He hasn’t called you Mommy since he was about 10. It’s always Mom or Mother.
The lights come on and the water pressure increases. Trey has started the generator and put it online.
You hear him come back in from the garage and help Mary clean up the mess in the other room. Thomas has a lull in the pain and almost sits straight up in the tub, he looks at you with a bewildered look on his face, like “oh god what’s wrong?” and as he is looking at you the pain returns, he is in so much pain he is dry heaving. “Nothing left in there honey” you tell him, “try and relax.”
You get up and retrieve the thermometer from the cabinet above the sink. You have him put it under his tongue through his now chattering teeth, you have slowly cooled the water that your spraying on him from your hosed shower head as you have cleaned him off and are attempting to cool him off.
Trey comes back in asking how is he when the thermometer beeps and you pull it out and look at it. “One oh two” you explain, he is burning up. Trey looks over your shoulder and asks, “has he complained of any discomfort, pain, upset stomach, anything?”
You look Trey in the eye and shaking your head answer him “no, not to me, go ask the girls” and as you sit there feeling helpless your child is curled up in the bottom of the tub shivering.
You think out loud “what is wrong with my baby…”
Copyright, Icarry2, WDY Media
Mary and Thomas clean up the kitchen after dinner. Shelly goes to her room but not before she walks to the end of the table where Trey is sitting and gives him a hug. He almost cried as she whispered in his ear, his eyes welled up and a priceless smile came across his face as she pulled back and said thank you then walked away.
You are stunned but yet not surprised and as it is only the two of you in the room whisper to him, “what was all of that about?”
After a pause to collect himself and clear the lump from his throat Trey whispers back, “It’s a secret between her and I and I can’t tell you, sorry” and just as you start to get spun up about this “secret” Thomas comes into the room and says he doesn’t feel good holding his stomach.
As you start to get up he suddenly vomits all over the table and while trying to cover his mouth gets it all over himself and the floor. He is crying, saying he is sorry and then doubles over saying it hurts, it hurts.
Immediately you stand and go to him and he almost collapses in your arms, now your covered in the dinner he just ate, but you’re a Mom and you can take it, well almost, you do find yourself gagging a bit. Trey jumps up, scoops the boy up and takes him into the bathroom and sets him in the bath. He checks the boy quickly and tells you to “get his clothes off and start a cool bath, he is burning up with fever. Get him cleaned up and cooled off I will go start the generator and get the water on. Make his teeth chatter he says.”
As Trey is leaving the bathroom he sheds his soiled t-shirt and heads to the garage.
Mary and Shelly come to the door of the bathroom, you ask them to get the work towels from the basement and start to clean up the mess in the other room. Shelly expresses how gross it smells and that she will get sick if she is made to help clean it up. Mary says she can get it if Shelly gets the towels.
As you pull the soiled clothes off your son you notice that he is very warm, almost hot and is already shivering from the cold porcelain of the tub. You start some warm water and grab a wash rag to clean him off. Just as you get him stripped and almost clean he moans and vomits again. He is almost in the fetal position on the floor of the tub, shivering and moaning, “it hurts Mommy, it hurts” He hasn’t called you Mommy since he was about 10. It’s always Mom or Mother.
The lights come on and the water pressure increases. Trey has started the generator and put it online.
You hear him come back in from the garage and help Mary clean up the mess in the other room. Thomas has a lull in the pain and almost sits straight up in the tub, he looks at you with a bewildered look on his face, like “oh god what’s wrong?” and as he is looking at you the pain returns, he is in so much pain he is dry heaving. “Nothing left in there honey” you tell him, “try and relax.”
You get up and retrieve the thermometer from the cabinet above the sink. You have him put it under his tongue through his now chattering teeth, you have slowly cooled the water that your spraying on him from your hosed shower head as you have cleaned him off and are attempting to cool him off.
Trey comes back in asking how is he when the thermometer beeps and you pull it out and look at it. “One oh two” you explain, he is burning up. Trey looks over your shoulder and asks, “has he complained of any discomfort, pain, upset stomach, anything?”
You look Trey in the eye and shaking your head answer him “no, not to me, go ask the girls” and as you sit there feeling helpless your child is curled up in the bottom of the tub shivering.
You think out loud “what is wrong with my baby…”
