Early last week, our cat, Snickers, fell from the top of our stairs and shattered her leg. I've mentioned before how steep our staircase is-- well, Snickers has always climbed up the outside of the stairs, on the other side of the railing. She lost her balance that afternoon, fell down into our foyer and was obviously in severe pain. After taking her to the vet, we were told that our options were very expensive surgery that still wouldn't result in a fully functional leg or amputation. It was very upsetting news.We're currently getting a second opinion and haven't made any decisions yet.
Then, after a couple of sleepless nights due to coughing, I went to the doctor and found out I had bronchitis. The very next night, Camden started throwing up. It was the first time he'd ever thrown up and it was quite traumatic for him. He threw up 6 times in a 2 hour period-- it was awful. Finally, he fell into a restless sleep, and my coughing fit began. Needless to say, very little sleep was had by anyone that night.
Camden seemed to make an amazing recovery the next morning-- Christmas Eve. He woke up in good spirits and was able to keep two pieces of toast down without any problem. So, we followed through with our plan to head to my parents' house for Christmas Eve dinner and to spend the night. Christmas Eve was a blast. Camden was in high gear all day. We ate a nice dinner and Camden was thrilled to make Christmas cookies for Santa (read: he was thrilled to add excessive amounts of sprinkles to the cookies for Santa). After he was in bed, we put out all of his presents from Santa (unwrapped-- family tradition) and called it a night.
We were up bright and early the next morning and Camden was so excited about his presents from Santa. His immediate favorite: his train table, or as he calls it, his "choo choos". Coming in at a close second were his basketball hoop and his kitchen. He was so overwhelmed by all of the new toys that he didn't even really notice some of the smaller gifts (like puzzles) until we got home.
Every Christmas morning, my dad makes omelets for everyone. He also scrambled up some eggs with cheese for Camden. I figured since he hadn't thrown up in over 24 hours, we were in the clear. I was wrong. Camden shoveled the eggs in his mouth quickly and approximately 3 minutes later, they all came back up.
His mood rapidly deteriorated from there. Poor guy felt miserable again. He tried so hard to be in good spirits though, especially when his cousin/BFF arrived. We even caught them playing in the toilet at one point-- never too sick to stir up trouble!
We packed up our gifts and headed home in the afternoon only to do it all over again with the in-laws that evening. Camden powered through the evening and fell into bed exhausted that night. Thankfully, he's much better rested today and the vomit seems to be gone for good (knock on wood a thousand times). It was an eventful Christmas, to be sure, but somehow managed to be a really good one in spite of it all. There's nothing quite like experiencing Christmas as a parent.
"Nan!" was shouted repeatedly on Christmas Eve.
Baking cookies-- please note the sprinkles in hand.
Christmas Eve PJs-- Camden enjoyed the characters on Daddy and Uncle Chris's shirts.
Pop played us some Christmas music.
Santa was very good to Camden this year.
It took him about 1.3 seconds to locate his "choo choos".
Never too sick to dunk...
...or cook.
Cooking with Will. Check out their shoes.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
3 comments:
Poor Camden. I wonder how many other people in your family will get sick from this bug of his.
The stomach flu is really going around where I live right now, and you couldn't pay me enough money to go to a house where someone had it within the past 2 weeks, much less on the same DAY! On Christmas Day at my aunt and uncle's I found out that 70% of the people there had been exposed to the stomach flu the day before. We left within 10 minutes of finding that out, and were only there for an hour, and no one there was actively sick, but I am terrified that we will get it from being exposed to people who were exposed.
Hope YOU escape it!
Well, Lauren, my husband is throwing up this morning so I figure I'm next. Ugh. Hope you guys are able to avoid it-- it's definitely not fun.
Do I even mention that Gage has the same PJ's as Cam? Sorry about the sickies, but glad to hear you all had a nice Christmas. We did ours here this year and still have Nana's house to go to before it's all over with.
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