The swine flu has hit

OK, so I don't really know if it is the swine flu. But whatever it is, it is nasty. It has managed to reduce two hyperactive boys into motionless little sacks of bones. They have been puking since yesterday morning, around 36 hours now. Noah is just managing to keep liquids down now. Levi, for once, appears to be doing better than his brother, and was able to keep a toaster waffle (no syrup) and some Powerade down.

Poor boys have just laid around the house for two days, watching cartoons through listless little eyes, and hurling like mad.

Tonight, we put them in the tub to try to reduce the fevers a little (and wash away some of the vomit smell.) They both stayed exactly like this, barely twitching, for a good ten minutes before we took them out.


They are out cold on the floor of our bedroom now. Hopefully they start to keep fluids down tomorrow, and we don't end up in a hospital with saline drips (been there, done that, got the t-shirt.)

Poor little munchkins...