Thursday, June 23, 2011

Never a dull moment

We ran Sammy to the Emergency Room last night.  Never a dull moment in the Borscht household.

He was with my in laws while my wife and I tried to put the finishing touches on our papers that are due tomorrow.  My MIL said he vomited like a fountain.

And he kept vomiting.  Violently.  He would vomit all over our shirts, look around surprised, and then smile from ear to ear at us.  This went on every five minutes, right up until the moment we got to the hospital.  Then he got his color back, looked right in the doctor's eyes, and laughed the biggest belly laugh a five month old can laugh.

Little punk.

We were both on the verge of having our brains melt from worry, and he was having the best giggle-fest he's ever had. He discovered the joy of putting his fingers in OUR mouths right while we were trying to discuss with the doctor what to do.  Laughing, fingers in mouth, laughing. 

Sorry, doc - we promise he really did throw up.

We left at midnight, with no answers, and no idea what to expect for the rest of the night.  Needless to say, we didn't sleep very much.  But thankfully, the ipecac fairy (cause that's as close as we can get to a real cause) has left him alone since then.


  1. I'm going to tell you that has never happened to us so that I can pretend my children aren't little punks (dude, they seriously own "Little Punk" club cards in their wallets, they might even be club officers).

    I'm glad he is feeling better and that he has found the joys of putting fingers in mouths.

  2. Glad to hear he's all better!

    ER runs cannot be fun.

  3. Poor baby! Been there that's for sure ;(

  4. Ohnoooooo. Glad to hear he's better. You guys better get some sleep tonight.

    On the other hand, rest assured that your son is the best at trolling ever.

  5. When they are little the WEIRDEST stuff happens. I am so glad he seems okay now...

  6. I know ALL too well how you feel. How is it that vomiting is so much fun for them??

  7. Sounds like a horrible night. We went through a series of them a few months back - I got the pukes, gave it to the boy, who gave it to the girl, who gave it to the wife, who gave it back to the boy . . . the "puke, and then cry because it didn't feel good, but then smile & laugh because it's all better, and then sleep . . . it's one of the absolute strangest emotional roller coasters that the kids can put you on.


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