I'm thinking that by and large we're allotted one parental freakout per year. Last night after getting hit with projectile vomit from Kieran (yes, again) he seemed to calm down and go to sleep okay. Then at midnight he woke up dry heaving. Ken took him downstairs and came back up around 3. Kieran started dry heaving again. Ken said Kieran had done that once per hour since he'd gotten up. So - off to the hospital.
A minor background on why this was freaking us out so badly. Milo, our first cat, ate a penny when he was first with us. He threw up all weekend long and finally did a lot of dry heaving. So, we were concerned that Kieran had swallowed something non-food.
Anyway - long story short - back at home by 6 am being told no blockage and just a stomach bug. Clear liquids for the next 8-12 hrs. That went over like a ton of bricks this morning with Kieran who demanded a fruit bar. We caved only because he didn't ask for food at all yesterday and was inconsolable without it (hey - we've had about 3 hrs of sleep). So far so good, but I don't want to jinx it. More later.
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