Saturday, February 06, 2010

The Best Laid Plans...

It was, of course, too good to be true.

  • Tickets purchased weeks in advance to see The Bad Plus tonight.
  • Nana & Bumpa lined up to have Cameron sleep over.
  • Plans for pedicures and dinner made.
  • My bag packed (in my head) to stay at my friend Christine's place.
  • Wine chilled.

And as I opened the door to Cameron's room this morning, the smell hit me, and all those plans crumbled to the ground. There is no mistaking it, the smell of vomit. It's especially nasty when it is someone else's vomit. Cameron had apparently thrown up at some point in the night and inexplicably decided to sleep in her barf instead of summon us to come get her. She looked a little confused as I picked her up, keeping her at arm's length and brought her into the washroom to give her a bath. Scott headed for the hills (he's the poop whisperer, I deal with the barf - a fair trade from a frequency perspective).

Cameron howled as I scrubbed her down, and I mentally started scratching items off my list and adding new ones:

  • strip crib sheets
  • get pedialyte
  • wait and see if Cam is indeed terribly ill and all plans must be cancelled or if this is a little bug and maybe I can still go to the concert
  • laundry

At this point, it looks like dinner and the show can be salvaged, pedicures are probably not an option. Crossing my fingers that I can crash at Christine's (or else I might as well leave the wine here). Wish me luck. (Cam has now eaten toast, had a half bottle of milk and is walking around with a plastic strainer on her head, so I'm thinking she's on the mend).

3 comments:

  1. Anonymous12:06 p.m.

    Kat - you should go - she will be fine. If not - blame Scott. ;-) BTW - Quincy has always referred to 'Lose Yourself' as "Mom's Spagetti".

    DAM

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  2. I think I'm going to go...

    Also, Quincy is the best.

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  3. Sounds like last month when I tried to go to (cough) Loverboy. Dropped the kids off at the in laws which is an hour and 1/2 away plus ferry. Had the hotel booked and was in the superstore buying an ipod dock to listen to music in the hotel room while drinking pre-show. Before we got of the parking lot got a call that Daniel had a seizure and spent the rest of the day/night in the ER.. Bets laid plans...sigh. Hope it all works out for you tonight ! Sounds like it was just a fluke barf..nothing serious.

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