Alex has kept fluids down for almost 12 hours now. *crossing fingers* As a measure of how sick she was, her first sips of Pedialyte actually tasted good to her. I figured that her electrolytes were coming back into balance when she started to complain about the taste. Once she finished eight ounces (a teaspoon at a time), I let her switch to diluted apple juice and sip it through a straw at her own pace instead of having it measured out every three minutes by me. She's not working through it very quickly, but I figure she knows her own limits.
I offered her four Ritz crackers for lunch. In the time it took me to make my lunch and Colin's and for both of us to eat, she managed to nibble away half of one cracker. That was enough for her. I've got some Jell-O cooling in the fridge - hopefully that will go down more easily.
I checked in with her a little while ago as she lay on the couch watching Mary Poppins. Her tummy still felt bad, she reported. Not like she was going to throw up. Sore and achy. (I bet, after throwing up nine times!) I touched it gently, and it was hot. I looked at her face: pale, but with two rosy circles in her cheeks. Took her temperature: 99.9.
Her pediatrician's office says there's a stomach virus going around, that we can expect the vomiting stage to be followed by a diarrhea and fever stage, and that she may continue to have some symptoms for up to a week.
I went in to check on her again just now and told her that Michael would be bringing home some popsicles for her. She brightened. "I never had a popsicle before, except one time at the pool."
"Well, Dad's bringing home a whole box just for you, as a special treat," I told her.
"You can have one too, as a special treat," she said at once. "I'll share them with you. You can have one that's your favorite color."
Man. Where does she find the energy to be sweet right now?
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