My sick little man.
They say, "vacation used to be a luxury, but in today's world it has become a necessity." True! But, they also say, "No man needs a vacation so much as the person who has just had one." MORE TRUE! After this last trip to Myrtle Beach, I couldn't agree more with the latter quote.
Usually, one complains about a particular family member or the weather ruining their vacation, but not in my case. This time around it was a gastro-intestional virus that plagued our 8 bedroom, 9 bathroom beach house.
Darren and I arrived on Friday, June 27th. Things started off great, like they usually do. And then the "fun", not really, began. My mother-in-law came down with, what we now know to be, a really bad virus on Saturday. She even had to go to a local urgent care facility to get pricked and probed and diagnosed. On Sunday, Tyson got it. On Monday, Darren, Whitney and my mom got it. And on Tuesday, three other family members received it. From then on, it was a downward spiral. Out of 15 vacationers, 11 (to date) have contracted the virus. Many viruses last about 24 hours, but not this one. Tyson is still sick (6 days later) and as a matter of fact, I spent 4th of July cleaning up puke ALL OVER MY 4 Runner. Oh the joys of motherhood.
It's so true when you hear, "be careful what you wish for!" I have longed for solitude for months now. Well, when I finally had the opportunity to be alone, because everyone was bed ridden, I realized those family members and friends who can drive you the MOST crazy at times, really are the ones you miss the most when you are alone. You'd think I'd be grateful to be one of the few healthy people standing and don't get me wrong, I am, but it was so boring, not to mention lonely. There was no one to eat those fattening foods with and no one to talk to on the beach. As a matter of fact, almost everyone, on this trip, lost a minimum of 3-8 pounds on this trip, while I gained about 5. HA HA....
So.... How did this trip change my life? I'll tell you. Most anyone who knows me, knows I am overly clean. However, I never considered myself even remotely close to being a germaphobic person aka mysophobic. I used to laugh at certain people in my life who washed their hands every time they used the bathroom. I even have one close friend who brings her own towels and sheets from home when she travels (never mind the fact that she Clorox wipes everything before "living" at her rented "home"). Now, I have gone from clean to CLEANER! I walked around the house with clorox wipes the rest of the week, I bleached my bathroom from top to bottom, I refused to eat or drink after anyone, and even worse, when we returned home I put all of Ty's toys in the dishwasher, machine washed my flip flips and pillows, and I even went as far as trashing ANY food that we brought with us.
Thankfully so, I am still standing and healthy. I've read the virus can live inside of me for a few days before it shows up, so let's hope that I remain healthy and don't contract the virus. I would be shocked after sleeping in the same bed as Darren and Ty (one morning waking up to TY's diarrhea all over the bed) and cleaning up puke, if I don't get it.
Overall, I am sure from the pics, you can see we made the MOST of our trip. It's ashame that this is the way we had to spend our vacation. We all have come to the conclusion that it was the HOUSE that caused all of this chaos. We plan on contacting the new residents, this week, to see if they got sick. If so, we hope that we can get our money back for all the hardships.
Usually, one complains about a particular family member or the weather ruining their vacation, but not in my case. This time around it was a gastro-intestional virus that plagued our 8 bedroom, 9 bathroom beach house.
Darren and I arrived on Friday, June 27th. Things started off great, like they usually do. And then the "fun", not really, began. My mother-in-law came down with, what we now know to be, a really bad virus on Saturday. She even had to go to a local urgent care facility to get pricked and probed and diagnosed. On Sunday, Tyson got it. On Monday, Darren, Whitney and my mom got it. And on Tuesday, three other family members received it. From then on, it was a downward spiral. Out of 15 vacationers, 11 (to date) have contracted the virus. Many viruses last about 24 hours, but not this one. Tyson is still sick (6 days later) and as a matter of fact, I spent 4th of July cleaning up puke ALL OVER MY 4 Runner. Oh the joys of motherhood.
It's so true when you hear, "be careful what you wish for!" I have longed for solitude for months now. Well, when I finally had the opportunity to be alone, because everyone was bed ridden, I realized those family members and friends who can drive you the MOST crazy at times, really are the ones you miss the most when you are alone. You'd think I'd be grateful to be one of the few healthy people standing and don't get me wrong, I am, but it was so boring, not to mention lonely. There was no one to eat those fattening foods with and no one to talk to on the beach. As a matter of fact, almost everyone, on this trip, lost a minimum of 3-8 pounds on this trip, while I gained about 5. HA HA....
So.... How did this trip change my life? I'll tell you. Most anyone who knows me, knows I am overly clean. However, I never considered myself even remotely close to being a germaphobic person aka mysophobic. I used to laugh at certain people in my life who washed their hands every time they used the bathroom. I even have one close friend who brings her own towels and sheets from home when she travels (never mind the fact that she Clorox wipes everything before "living" at her rented "home"). Now, I have gone from clean to CLEANER! I walked around the house with clorox wipes the rest of the week, I bleached my bathroom from top to bottom, I refused to eat or drink after anyone, and even worse, when we returned home I put all of Ty's toys in the dishwasher, machine washed my flip flips and pillows, and I even went as far as trashing ANY food that we brought with us.
Thankfully so, I am still standing and healthy. I've read the virus can live inside of me for a few days before it shows up, so let's hope that I remain healthy and don't contract the virus. I would be shocked after sleeping in the same bed as Darren and Ty (one morning waking up to TY's diarrhea all over the bed) and cleaning up puke, if I don't get it.
Overall, I am sure from the pics, you can see we made the MOST of our trip. It's ashame that this is the way we had to spend our vacation. We all have come to the conclusion that it was the HOUSE that caused all of this chaos. We plan on contacting the new residents, this week, to see if they got sick. If so, we hope that we can get our money back for all the hardships.
We are most thankful to be home in a clean environment. There's no place like home!
Ty and Daddy sick as a dog!
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