Bees in tummies

My kiddos are hardly ever sick. A cold here and there, flu once or twice, never an ear infection (knock on wood!).. but last week Ansleigh caught the tummy bug.

Someone on facebook called it "death by stomach bug" and they werent kidding!

My sweet girl threw up every hour for a solid 24 hours, with numerous "accidents" in between. She kept saying, "Mommy! Mommy! There are bees in my tummy and they hurt really bad and they wont go away! Make them go away!"

After the first twelve hours of her being sick, I finally took her to the doctor to make sure she wasnt getting dehydrated. She threw up all in my car, and all over her outfit. She sobbed in the backseat, broken hearted that she had ruined her favorite pink shirt and brand new jeans.

Feverish myself and willing myself not to come down with whatever she had (in which I failed), I fought back tears. It was so sad to see her so weak and small and miserable.


After throwing up again in the office, the Dr. gave Ansleigh a Phenergan shot. After it was over, I gave her a big hug and told her how brave she was. She said, "No, I'm not brave. I cried and screamed and my Bubba is not going to be proud of me."

That girl lives to make her big brother proud.


We ended up having to go to urgent care later that night because the only pharmacy that we could get her compounded prespription at had closed. She was still throwing up every hour and still not keeping a single thing down. The dr. told us to keep an eye on her, and if she kept throwing up in the next couple of hours to take her to the ER.

So thankful it didnt come to that.

That night as we were waiting in the car outside of Rite Aid, Ansleigh announced that her tummy was hurting again. I knew what that meant! I got her out of the car and we didnt take two steps before she was at it again. Poor thing rested her forehead against my car as she got sick. She was so pitiful and so weak and it tore my mommy heart up.

I was feeling pretty bad at this point, and it broke my heart to see her a million times worse than me.

Thankfully, we got some medicine in her and she started feeling better after. She ate a little and drank a lot and we got lots of snuggle time in.



& today she is back to being her smiley, cookie-eating self :) Hallelujah!