Day 3: The lurgy which had plagued The Boy on and off for the past week started to ease up on him with just occasional sickness bouts, but it completely wiped him out and he ended up falling asleep on the sofa. He hasn't done that since he was a baby, so we knew he was suffering. Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one as I woke up feeling horrendous and sent the day in the bathroom.
Day 4: I wasn't well at all. I phoned the GP to ask for them to come out as I couldn't risk not being near the bathroom, but they refused. Early afternoon, when I realised that I wasn't able to stay awake for more than ten minutes at a time, I phoned NHS Direct who told me I was severely dehydrated and needed to get the GP out, and not to take 'no' for an answer as they had no choice He still made me wait two and a half hours, and then disputed I was that bad. Reluctantly he sent me in to hospital for dehydration, but after two hours in the corridor waiting I told my husband that I just wanted to go home. My husband went to tell them that we were going home, when they miraculously were able to see me. I was immediately put on an ECG monitor, my kidney function was very minimal and I was severely dehydrated. Twenty hours and three bags of fluids later I was allowed to go home!
Day 5: High on my body remembering what it was like to have fluids, I decided that after coming out of hospital to make some craft items with The Boy. I lasted ten minutes before having to retire to bed. Gastroenteritis sucks.
Day 6: I was naughty and went with my mum to see 'The Bodyguard' in Cardiff's Millennium Centre. I'd bought the tickets in October and as I hadn't had an illness bout since the day before I decided I'd be ok, as would the general public. It was amazing! Alexandra Burke has got the most sensational voice, she did wonderful justice to Whitney Houston's songs and while it was more of an opportunity to show off the songs that the diva is best known for, with a heavily rewritten storyline, it was a magical production.
Day 7: Cheered up hugely by a yarn delivery for my sea wave blanket I'm crocheting. My husband thinks we have a problem as someone, and he can't think who, keeps ordering yarn to be delivered to our house. I'm just grateful he doesn't get arsey with me.
Day 8: A little bit of gardening and outdoor play! I chopped the lower branches of the silver birch and The Boy decided to use them as a way of hiding his den.
Day 9: A very belated family, birthday party for The Boy today! We had been clear of illness for a good few days, but couldn't risk cross-infection for my sister or dad so it had to wait. Finally The Boy was able to blow the candles out on his birthday cake, and it was a fantastic party which he thoroughly enjoyed. It might have taken a while, but we got there in the end!