Sick is an understatement. This is the worst I have ever seen my boys. Ever.
When we arrived in Whitehorse on Monday they were both barking like little seals. The cough didn't seem to interfer with their energy levels at all. But then by Monday evening they were taking a turn for the worse. Both kids had fevers, but slept well. Tuesday we tried to have a fun playdate, but after an hour both started to melt down. So back to the hotel for drugs and sleep. We are able to keep the fevers at bay by alternating Tylenol and Advil every three hours.
Tuesday night I left the kids at the hotel with Matt and I went out on a supper date with a friend for sushi. I was awake most of the night with a horrible belly ache and then starting throwing up Wednesday morning. Hunter was so lethargic he refused to even get out of bed and wouldn't eat anything. Cavan however seemed on the mend and was hell-bent on terrorizing Hunter and I. Trying puking into a toilet and having a two year old climbing up on your back at the same time yelling, "Giddy-up Mama!" It was not fun. Thankfully I have an amazing friend who took Cavan for the entire afternoon on Wednesday so Hunter and I could sleep. Thank you Tammy! I owe you big time. I feel fine today after puking all day yesterday.
Then to boot- Matt started to feel ill yesterday after eating a sandwich from Superstore for lunch. He spent the evening yakking and then felt 100%.
By Wednesday night though, Cavan was going downhill again. The fever was back and he refused to eat anything. Both boys coughed all night. Their seal barks have turned into nasty phlemy coughs and their noses are running like open faucets. Both kids said they were hungry this morning- no wonder since they really didn't eat anything yesterday- so we went down to the hotel restaurant for pancakes. The boys wolfed them down, and then Cavan got out of his chair, stood on the floor and proceeded to puke out phlemy pancake everywhere. I nearly cried. Our waitress was amazing and received a huge tip from me for being so kind and helpful. Back up to our hotel room we went and the boys put themselves right to sleep. Hunter even asked me to turn off the cartoons so he could sleep.
All of our wonderful plans for this trip, swimming at the pool, coffee dates, playdates, shopping, have all been cancelled. If it wasn't for my craft show on Friday and Saturday I would have packed the kids up and headed for home telling Matt to thumb a ride back to Faro when his course was done. Ah well, at least in a hotel you have someone else to wash the sheets when your kids yak all over them!