Rob moved into town on fri night, so we went over to help out. after the moving was done, we watched "pitch black", it was the first bit of tv Z was allowed to watch since tuesday's events (we decided to be a little lenient being's R was in town). we stayed late & Z didn't want to leave, loving that bit of tv time.
on sat the big boys had moving stuff to take care of so Z & i stayed home for most of the morning only venturing out to pick up a few groceries. while at the store (only a 45 min trip at most), Z told me 3x that he was tired. i figured it was because we'd stayed up late the night before & told him he could go back to bed once we got home.
as we were walking from the car to the front door of the house he coughed.
a weird cough.
so i stopped asked if he was ok?
asked if he was going to throw up?
then before he could answer he coughed again & started hurling chunks.
it was bad.
it was awful to watch, he couldn't stop.
it just kept on coming & there we were in the front yard.
he was in pain too, he fell to knees & started to cry.
when he finally stopped i asked him if he was ok enough for me to carry him down the hall to the bathroom & he said he was.
thankfully we made it safely. we got him cleaned up, back into jammies & into bed where he fell asleep quickly.
he hadn't shown any previous signs of illness, nothing, no headache, nausea or fever. he had eaten rice crispies with milk & later apple slices with a cup of milk. (i checked the milk, it was fine.)
when he woke from his nap he had a fever though. it came & went throughout the day & he napped a few times. when he woke at 7pm his fever was up to 102, so i gave him some medicine.
he seems better today & of course restriction is on light terms due to the illness. he's outside playing in the backyard right now.