Today was pretty eventful for the Heath household; we have two sick kids. I've had one sick kid at a time in the last 5 1/2 months, but haven't had to deal with two sick, throwing up, coughing, grouchy kids until today. Rhys has had a cold, his first for around 2 weeks and was starting to get over it, at least I thought until he got sick just after his morning feeding yesterday, he lost all of it on me. I was happy that he didn't get a drop on the couch, but very disgusted that it all landed on me, the whole 6 ounces. Needless to say I took a shower immediately. He seemed to be doing better by nightfall and so we went to bed really excited. But this wonderful thought that we might make it through okay was shattered to my wake up call from Andy saying he had just thrown up. Then a second later that he just threw up all over my clothes I had just washed the previous day. And then I was informed that he kept throwing up on the clothes. I had to remind him, gently (at least in my mind I think it was gently, I hope at least it was compassionately) that the bathroom is just a few steps from where he was standing. He continued to throw up for the next 4 hours about every 10-15 minutes or so. He tried to drink water and couldn't. I called the doctor because he was sick and Rhys was acting funny too. This is where it turns crazy.
I don't have a car right now because it broke down this last Saturday when it decided that it didn't want us to used the brakes again. Let's just say Heavenly Father was definitely looking out for us that night (another story for another time). I had asked Jer the night before to leave the seats just in case I needed to take Rhys to the doctor and as long as I was going I was going to have Andy looked at for his feet, which had been hurting a lot lately and another problem we had been noticing (won't go into details, but nothing too serious). After Andy threw up this morning, I got up to call Jer to tell him what was going on and noticed the seats weren't there. We both agreed they needed to go to the doctor and so he talked to work (which by the way took him 2 hours to get to this morning because of the crazy snow) and they allowed him to leave at noon to come and get us just to drive another hour in another direction to get the boys to the doctor's office. The boys did fine, except for Rhys throwing up just before we left and in the car, but other than that they did great. The doctors said that they both have a cold and should clear out soon and that they have a secondary virus causing them to get sick. As for the other condition for Andy, that I won't go into details about, he will need to have a minor surgery for it this Winter. We've already tried to talk to him about it, and he's really scared. For this minor procedure, he will have to be put out for it and we're hoping it's just outpatient surgery and not an overnight stay.
He's been a witness to surgery patients, me with my c-section and Jer with his surgeries, so I'm hoping that he'll remember how well Jer and I acted afterward and be fine. I know he's going to be scared a little, but we'll keep reminding him that he's got us to make him feel better and he can turn to Heavenly Father at any time he wants to talk to him about how scared he is. Another thing that we hope will help is that we told him he can have whatever food (not candy, we already had to establish this rule from the get-go) he wants, like ice cream, or popsicles, or whatever he wants. Oh, and possibly if he does really well and is really brave through the whole thing, he can possibly pick out a small toy from the store. He acts really brave while we talk to him, but he's still coming up to us telling us that he doesn't want to go to that doctor's office (the specialists office).
Just a quick note though in how much they're growing, Rhys weighted in at 17 lbs 5 oz and Andy was 52 pounds. BIG BOYS! The doctor commented to me, "You definitely don't have bottom of the chart boys, now do you?!" Nope, I can definitely say that. She thought Rhys looked a lot bigger than a 5 month old. Hard to believe in a couple of weeks he'll actually be 6 months, a whole half of a year has gone by in his little life! Wow! I'll post some Christmas pics soon I hope. Stay tuned and in the mean time keep Andy in your prayers!
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