He was up once before 7 and Carly got him back to sleep. He then got up at 7:10 and then threw up at the top of the stairs. I had just sent an email to his teachers, a minute too early, saying we might be in late if he woke up feeling okay. Carly had already decided to stay home for the first half of the day as my stomach still wasn’t back to normal, hurting when I moved much.
He finished an episode of The Magic School Bus Rides Again, where they are satellites in space, then crawled down on the carpet. Carly made us toast with cinnamon and sugar, but the second he tried to eat it he threw up.
A bit later we skyped with my parents. He didn’t move much or say anything, but he was amused by their story of the squirrel that is angry at them for taking away the cushions. Carly read him The Sneetches and he spent more time on the floor. Thought he might fall asleep. She was going to start reading him Monster Party, but he threw up again, a little before 9. they then read Monster Party and Welcome to the Symphony.
He took a long nap, from about 9:30 to 12:15. When he woke up she read him Wild About Books. He said something about it being funny that the animals had to write their letters and not type. He said if he had to do that he would use his own letters: “My language use funny lines and shapes…see?” They read Picasso’s Trousers, but then he threw up again. He got quiet and still again. They next read Paddington. He went to the bathroom, but threw up again right after. I read One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish, Because I Had a Teacher, and then the first page of the Children’s Illustrated Dictionary to him. Cary laughed at my suggestion that reading the dictionary aloud could be a good tradition when he is sick. But the first page was good as it had words like ‘abdomen’ and ‘ache’. He then said (via thumbs up) that he wanted to try to go back to sleep. Carly lay back down with him for awhile.
She read part of The Tapper Twins Go to War, a 6th grade book, to him. Then he threw up again, this time getting the sheet. I changed the sheets and carly went up to do laundry. I sang to him, then read Marie Curie, Puff the Magic Dragon, and the second page of the dictionary. He wanted me to read The King’s Stilts. Read about half, then they nursed and he fell asleep a little before 3:40.
He was awake at 5:10. Drank some lemonade and started talking: “I like lemon treats…just lemon drinks and lemon treats…I know lemon treats exist, right?” I went upstairs and when I came down he was talking about “The case or your missing clip.” he meant that sort of paper clip that he’s been playing with this week. He got quiet again. Carly asked if we should listen to music and he did thumbs up for yes. I put on a Milk Carton Kids album that we hadn’t heard. Eventually they did some more reading of the middle school book.
The sun was starting to go down. I asked if he wanted me to carry him outside. He sat up and gave me a thumbs up. I took him outside for ten or fifteen minutes. It was the best part of the day. We listened to birds and smelled the flowers as I held him. I sang songs like When Johnny Comes Marching Home. Carly came out and watered the flowers.
Back inside he threw up again. Carly got herself some dinner. He wanted me to lay down next to him. We listened to Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here. Then read some of Where the Sidewalk Ends. Carly told him some stories of when she was a kid, then he said he wanted to go to bed.
We got him to the bathroom, then upstairs, where he threw up one more time. It was about a quarter to 8 when I left them. Carly came down at 8:05 with his water, saying she thought it was going to take awhile. He threw up about 8:20, then fell asleep about 8:40.
Earlier, when I was reading to him, we heard the ice cream truck for the first time in a long time. He was sad because he couldn’t get any. Put his head down and pretended to sleep. He threw up again after 9:20.
