At the Pediatric Clinic

I'm typing this on my iPod touch. Thinking maybe I can get a little more blogging done if I use the Notes feature to write on the go. I'm waiting at Anya's pediatric clinic to be seen for what I think is a viral bug or the flu. Ryan and I have it, too. Ryan texted me last night to let me know that he'd been throwing up since lunch, and he's still feeling it today. I went to bed early feeling a little off but hoping to get an early start toward Tennessee this morning. I ended up waking up abruptly around 11:30 to be sick in the bed because there was no way to make it to the bathroom in time. It was bad but having to clean it up myself since Ryan is in the field was even worse. I spent a good portion of the evening running back and forth to the bathroom before crashing out around 2AM. (With the way my body was cleaning itself out, I will never need anything like colon cleansing pills.) I woke up a few times after that to tend to Anya who started throwing up around 5:30. I still feel a touch off, but overall I feel way better than I did. Anya on the other hand is not taking much formula and has thrown most of what she did take up already.

I brought her to pediatrician before her scheduled appointment because her behavior worried me. She was so pitiful. She was sitting up on the couch with her blanket, and then she would just slouch over onto her side and would be laying on the couch in the sitting position with her eyes half closed while she let out a half-hearted whine. The most ridiculously pitiful thing I have seen in my life. Ever. Hands down. I felt so bad for her. But hopefully I can get her in to see the doctor soon and have some sort of solution. Though I have a feeling this is just a 24 to 48 hour thing that we'll all have to ride out. Regardless I really want to try and head for Tennessee tomorrow because putting it off is starting to get old. Bring on the eight hours of interstate driving!