Yesterday Ada threw up in her car seat as we were pulling out of Meijer's parking lot with a van full of groceries on our way home to make lunch (nothing says "I'm hungry" like a van full of groceries and vomit).
After cleaning her up and hosing off her carseat and my purse (an innocent victim in the wrong place at the wrong time) I headed across the street to Walgreens to pick up the biggest can of Lysol I could find.
Because I would seriously rather feel sick for a whole week than throw up once. I avoid throwing up like the plague, and I figured spraying a can of Lysol over the whole house and wiping down anything Ada came within 2 feet of, and washing my hands obsessively, might keep me from surrendering to the same fate.
If not, I can at least rest assured that my cell phone is germ-free. I sprayed it too. And also the door knobs, and the bath fixtures, and some chairs.
I would drink the Lysol, but then I would have to induce vomiting--and clearly that defeats the purpose.
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I don't know...if someone were to bundle me up in a cozy corner of the couch, provide me with conveniently located entertainment, and attend to my every whim, I might find vomiting to have a payoff. Jesse threw up once right after we left Meijer too; maybe it's just a physical reaction to the awfulness that is grocery shopping.
Amy
Ella had the same thing this weekend. It seemed to be very short lived and only 1 vomit mess. Hope Ada feels better soon:)
You crack me up! I hope Ada feels better!
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