Saturday we had a full day of plans which included, cleaning, laundry, opening a new bank account, hanging Halloween decorations, grocery store, making an Eclair cake, building a shoe storage compartment for Alex's closet, shopping for a pair of khakis for me, bday present shopping for Alex and meeting with friends at the end of the night to celebrate a birthday. Alex would be spending the night with Grandma Grape as well. Alex had different plans. Her and Doug had a "slumber party" in the living room Friday night. I did not participate and enjoyed our bed all to myself. I was woke up by Doug about 5:30 Saturday morning "Alex is getting sick". I rush her to the bathroom and Doug cleans up the blankets. She did not upchuck much of anything. We then spent the whole day at home contemplating if she was really sick or not. No fever, huge appetite, running around playing and jumping. Now because she had thrown up we immediately cut her off any dairy products and allowed her only items from the BRAT diet. She of course wanted more to eat. It is so hard to make her understand she cannot eat her favorite snacks yogurt and grapes if she is truely sick. So that was a fight for most of the day.
Through out the day Alex continued to act normal. When she wanted to bounce on the bed or run around with the dog we calmed her down, reminding her if she got sick again she could not go to Grandma Grapes. By late afternoon she still seemed to be fine, no fever, huge appetite and still playing. We decided to take her to Grandmas and go out with our friends. We pack, drop her off, say our goodbyes and off to shop for her birthday present. A couple of hours later we get a call from Grandma Grape. Its Alex and she is crying, begging to come home because "she is sick". We contemplate picking her up, after a few more phone calls to Alex we decide to pick her up.
We arrive at Grandmas to see Alex lounging, looking fine and happier than ever to see us. Doug immediately gets mad that she doesnt appear sick. We take her home and tell her the only reason we are all sleeping in the living room is to watch her, to make sure she doesnt get sick again. We wanted to her understand it was not a slumber party. She was sad. She cried and fell asleep pretty quick.
She slept like a log all night. No sounds, no waking up, nothing. She woke up bright and early the next morning in a great mood. After asking many questions as to why she called us crying the night before we finally get out of her that she didnt have an upset tummy and only wanted to come home to have a "slumber party" with mommy and daddy in the living room.
Another lesson learned.
