Charlie arrived home at 4:00 this afternoon. William has been sick to his stomach every 10-15 minutes since that time and Elizabeth has been sick to her stomach at almost the exact same time as her brother. As soon as he starts - she starts. Or vice versa. These poor kids have been violently sick for the past seven hours. They are sweating profusely, throwing up what appears to be blood and unable to sleep.
I don't remember them ever being as sick as they are right now.
Thinking hard. Thinking hard.
No, this one definitely takes the cake.
Once we tucked all the kids in to bed, Charlie and I retreated to the living room to fold several loads of laundry. During our folding, we were trying to figure out when and where the kids could have picked up this virus. Although I think it probably came from an outing that we took yesterday to the Nature Center, Charlie thinks that they have food poisioning from a pre-sliced bag of organic apples I bought yesterday from Costco.
While Charlie was working through what the kids ate while they were out today, he realized that William and Elizabeth were the only two that had eaten apples. They were so hungry, they actually ate both bags of apples, by themselves.
"So, what you're telling me is that you think they got sick from the apples?"
"Yeah. That's what I'm saying. I just know that those flippin apples are what made them sick."
With that, my husband took out the box of pre-sliced apples from the refrigerator that I had just bought yesterday and slam dunked them in to the trash.
"Whoa tiger! Hang on a second. You have NO IDEA if the kids got sick from eating apples. Currently, only two members of our family are sick and although you may believe that is enough evidence, until 24 hours pass and we can see whether or not anyone else falls ill, you have nothing more to support your theory. By the way, do you have any idea how expensive pre-sliced organic apples are? They're two flippin bucks a bag so you need to get those apples out of the flippin trash post haste."
Charlie dug the apples out of the trash and while he was putting them back in the refrigerator, he happened to see that water was dripping out of our icemaker. He pulled open the door on the adjoining freezer and noticed that the temperature had risen to 50 degrees.
As we unloaded all of the food that I had just bought from our inside freezer to our outside freezer, I could hear my husband mumbling about the flippin appliances that are always flippin failing on us. But just then, the kids were sick again and Charlie was distracted from the flippin appliances long enough to launch in to another attack on the flippin apples.
I have no idea what to think. Thus far, no one else shows any signs of being sick so maybe this is food poisioning. Regardless, I hope it will be limited to only two because I don't think I could handle any one else throwing up every 10 to 15 minutes.
Oh, and did I mention all of our ice cream melted?
I'm off to bed.
I just know it's going to be a long night.