This Girl is Sick

This week has been one of learning for Nat and I. This week, we have learned that "spit-up" is much different, and actually preferred, to "barf".

Our little educational clinic started on Tuesday. I was in Las Vegas working out of our Vegas branch and Nat called me to tell me that Kenny was not feeling well. We had seen her spit-up, and knew she was proficient at it. However, this time, she had thrown up all over everything in front of her creating a clear distinction between the two activities. From there, she continued to illustrate the difference between spit-up and barf until it completely exhausted her. She became limp. By the time I got home on Wednesday night from Vegas, she was a pretty sad little sight. We spent that night giving her Pedialyte to try and keep her hydrated.

By Friday, the flu had retreated from it's original design of complete mess creating via oral spew, and set in on its secondary mission, to create the worst smelling diaper ever to bless our home. After the first few buffetings her diaper dealt to my nose, I began to feel that I couldn't blame her for what was going on....after all, I wouldn't want anything that rotten inside of me either.

So, here we are, it is Sunday of Labor Day weekend and Kenny is slowly recuperating. She is getting better at holding down her food and regaining her strength. We hope it will continue so that we can get back to that spunky little sweetheart we know and love.