Who Said Flu Shots Work?

A while back Summer came down with a terrible flu. She came home from daycare on a Friday not feeling well, but the clincher was when she threw up all over Daddy not once, not twice, but three times. We did our best to get fluids into her as we could but her stomach was just too upset to hold anything down, not to mention the 102 degree fever she had. The picture you see here was from Saturday’s visit to the ER to try and see what medicine we could get or if she needed an IV. The medicine that we did get was thrown back up on multiple occasions the remainder of Saturday and into Sunday early morning.. By Sunday morning, Summer was still throwing up and frighteningly dehydrated. To top things off, Mommy started her bout with the flu late Saturday night, and I could feel it setting in Sunday morning. Recognizing that I only had a few hours until I was totally worthless with the flu we called in reinforcements to meet us at the hospital and help us care for Summer while we battled the flu. Thanks Grandma!!

What better way for Grandma to spend her birthday than taking care of us 3 sicko’s. She did a great job taking care of Summer while Tiff and I tried to nurse ourselves back to normal. Once we were all feeling better, Grandma went home and then got her flu. Sorry Grams but we’re forever in your debt.