Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The Force was with her.

Yoda.  Who would think?  I found a Yoda peep-esque pop at the store the other day.  As a treat for K-, I bought it and included it in her lunch with a note that said that she was to, "Eat it at Grandma's house."  Lunchtime got the better of her, as well as her being a glutton for punishment, and she ate the whole thing.  "Mom, it was just so delicious, I just couldn't stop." 

Okay then.

After lunch, they had their class party.  Why yes, with my child's history, you know where this is going.  Apparently, she had pepperoni pizza where she actually ate the pepperonis.  She never does that.  She had a few bites of pizza, then a brownie followed up by a trip to the nurse. 

She made it, but the nurse said that she nearly took her out.

I got the call at work.  "Is this Amy?  Amy L-?"  "Yes."  "This is the Health Aide at -- Elementary." "Oh, no."  "K- is in my office and got sick."  "She just had pizza."  "Yes."  :understanding tone as we had dealt with this in the past:  "I think it is her reflux, but let me talk to her please."  K- agreed that she thought it was reflux, but it freaked her out enough to say, "Mom, can you please come get me?" 

How could I say no?

I left my co-workers stranded and hauled off to get my kid.  I stood at the secretary's check out desk with tears in my eyes.  "You know it's her birthday."  The clerical assistant was so sad.  We moved her birthday celebration to tomorrow night.  We wanted to err on the side of caution.  It's just not worth a slice of cake by potentially taking out the whole family with the stomach bug. 

We hung out.  I taught K- how to weave on her loom.  Hubs built a Star Wars Lego ship (some Naboo thing) with K-.  She played with Squinkies and we watched Christmas Vacation together.  (Yes, some questionable bits, but K- knows what is right and wrong and knows that it isn't a wholesome movie.  She wanted to watch it.)  Hubs brought Little Debbie Christmas tree cakes home and we sang happy birthday to her with an "8" candle in one.  (Not that we didn't have cake that we could have used.  Dad brought those home special.) 

It was a laid back night and it wasn't so bad.  It was the first quiet birthday she's ever had.  Frankly, it was kind of nice being able to just focus on her and not everyone else.   A blessing in disguise, really.

She's back to her regularly scheduled programming.  It's a good day.

3 comments:

Rach said...

I was so so sad for her yesterday. I'm so glad today is better. :o)

I'm laughing about "Christmas Vacation" and the Little Debbie Christmas trees because those two items are in our house as well.

Every time we watch "CV"--Brien busted it out, of course--I always remind her about what is good and appropriate and what isn't. So much so in fact that she now just says it. Hee hee.

And, the LD treats? B brought home a box for Lil as a treat the other day. :o) Those dads! What would the girls do without them? :o)

ChupieandJ'smama said...

Happy Birthday Miss K.
I'm so sorry about the reflux and illness. I'm glad she's better today ! Is there anything they can give her for the reflux? J went through that when he was in Preschool and Kindergarten. He still gets it when he over eats or eats something too spicy.
I love CV! I haven't let the boys watch it yet, but I've been thinking about it.

Bailey's Leaf said...

The reflux is so infrequent, as we know the triggers, that medication is not necessary. She admits that she didn't follow the instructions on the Yoda pop and the combo of other things just didn't do well for her. It's a fine line, this eating thing. You know that far too well.

"CV" is fine with explaination, but then Rachael and I have girls and you have two boys. That could be a whole different thing altogether. I'll never forget about my friend's son coming up (at an age far old enough to know better- 6 or 7) and just placing his hand on my b&rea#st. "Um, E-, don't do that," was all I could get out. Of course, H- was mortified, but I explained that she was probably glad that it was me. She had b#reas%tfed boys and well, we blamed it on that. But, me thinks that there might be a bit of some inuendo that would have to be hopefully overlooked with CV. K- doesn't get it, but the boys might. Hmmm.