Guess what!
Thanks to the Exergen Corporation and Mama Buzz, I do get to give one of my new best friends away.
I'm not talking about one of my real friends. I'd never give those away.
I'm talking about the Exergen Temporal Scanner.
You can read about how much I (and others) love this thing here.
To enter the give away, tell me your funniest sick child story in the comments section (if you're a mother). If you're not a mother...just tell me your funniest sick moment.
We'll draw one winner next Friday. You must have a US or Canada mailing address.
Spread the Word! I can't wait for one of you to get this cool gadget!
28 comments:
o o i hope i win!! mommy to be needs one of these!
well baby abigail isn't outside the womb to be sick yet. and she really hasn't made me sick at all either! such a blessing.
BUT i will say i did throw up while pregnant, but not because i was preggo. it happened during Avatar in 3D. the theater was CRAMMED full, and we were like in the very front. the 3D made me feel nauseous and I puked twice in the chickfila bag I snuck in. And nobody around us noticed....not even with brian leaving the theater multiple times to get me water for the yucky taste in my mouth.
That has probably been my funniest throw up moment...
what makes it better is brian wanted to dash out of there after the movie without telling anyone cuz the paperbag got all soggy, ripped open, and the puke was on the theater floor.
the sad thing is, we didn't tell anyone. we just left! i was so embarrassed...
Well, I don't really have a funny story but I want to win to have one of these for our baby! :)
My most memorable sick moment was when my mom MADE me go to school in 1st grade even though I didn't feel good. I took a sequencing test (with those cute little desk folders up) on how to ride a bike and made a 38. :( I started crying and that is when I knew I was going to throw up. I didn't know what to do so I covered my mouth in hopes that I could hold it in....it didn't work. I threw up all over the floor. I still remember the people sitting at my table and the expression on their face. It was tragic. I was so embarrassed and mad at my mom!
That's all I got.
Whitney- That is so gross and hilarious! Ha!
Seeing as Sawyer is only 8 mts. old I don't have too many funny stories. But I can guarantee you that Dr. Bacak's office would be extremely thankful if I win this thermometer. Then I wouldn't have to call them a bagillion times asking them what my child's temperature really is. Math was never my strong point so the plus one, minus one, take off half a degree really gets me.
So, for the sake of everyone in the offices sanity, I should win this.
Besides, what Dr. will we call when we are in Haiti and have 20+ temperatures to take?! :)
I came down with a nasty cold and ear infection two weeks ago which included a hacking cough. Well, the day it all started to hit me I was scheduled to play the role of a referee in a City wide assembly for work. Initially we were supposed to blow a whistle, go on stage and announce the winner to the door prizes. Well someone had the great idea to have us run through the auditorium blowing the whistle to get through the stage. Due to the cough I ended up wheezing when I got on stage and I was getting chastized for not blowing my whistle loud enough, all the while my decreased lung capacity had me sucking in air. There's nothing like looking and sounding like an emphasemic referee when you feel like crud!
Funny? Really? I'm sitting here trying to think of when a sick child story could ever truly be funny. I guess it's good we can look back on these stories and laugh. Maybe that's what you mean? So I have a couple.
Some background: My first child was a puker. I mean a big time puker. Early on it was very similar to those kids who have GERD. Except he didn't. I always believed (and maintain) that he has an extremely narrow throat and would get choked. After he got his tonsils removed at 4 it was no longer a problem. But suffice it to say...we've had MANY puking episodes. Both public and private.
So my stories.
One was in Arby's. He had an "episode" and it was beyond the "can we shove a bunch of napkins in his face and conceal this?" kind. No, every customer in the store was well aware of it all. I profusely apologized to the family at the next table, to which the mother replied, "Don't worry about it! We have kids too, we feel your pain." That helped a little, but still it was mortifying!
The other was while I was in the midst of morning sickness with baby #2. #1 would often have an episode when he was mad. I was trying to get him to nap and had a baby gate in the doorway to his room. He choked and puked over the gate. So...I had to clean it up, all the while feeling sick myself. I managed to hold it in just until I got it cleaned up. After that I called my dad and simply said..."come get him, please!" Thank goodness for Grandpa!
I'm 25 and my husband is 27 and when I was sick a few months ago, I had to have my Mom come over and check my temperature because neither me or my husband could read the thermometer.
We finally gave in a bought a digital one. We can both read it, but it always tells us our temperature is in the 80's.
I think we need one of those kinds of thermometers!!
I would LOVE to win this! Was just thinking the other day that it's about time I got one like it!
When our oldest (now 7) was about 9 months old, he was puking in the night, so we brought him into bed with us and just would lay down a fresh towel or two over the nasty and roll over and fall back asleep. The next day at church I was telling this to another mom. She gave me a funny look and asked, "and he's in the nursery with my son now?" Oops - I was a new mom and kinda didn't know / didn't follow those "keep your sick kids at home" rules.
i want to win one!! i'm lacking on funny stories right now but can i be considered just because i have cancer??
thanks, heather!! xoxo
I love these things!! Our pediatricians office has one and the first time I saw them use it I thought it was magic!
I don't have any really good sick stories, yet... but I would love to win this one b/c our dr. said the only other reliable way to take temp is rectally. Umm...I don't think so. I tried it a few times the last time Cade had an ear infection and he just looked up at me terribly violated. I decided it's not worth it...HA. Plus who wants to run the risk of poo flying on you.
Can I just say how much I love Lisa?
Love you lady!
Heather
We are blessed to not have a sick moment yet with Peter. Well other than teething, does that count? But I would love to have one of these thermometers. It beats trying to pin Peter down to hold it under his arm.
But the best story I can come up with is a wisdom teeth story.
Jon got his wisdom teeth out in the first 6 months we were married. I took him of course, because he couldn't drive afterwards. Well when he was finished the nurse told me to pull the car around back to pick him up. He was still groggy from being put under so we helped him to the passenger seat. I went to lay the seat back, just a little for the ride home. I told him to sit up a little so that I could pull the lever. He said, "o.k." I pulled the lever and he did not sit up, he ended up laying completely flat. Then I had to tug on the seat to lift him a little. After arriving home he staggered into the house, almost falling off of the sidewalk on the way there. He slept for 3 or 4 hours. When he woke up he was hungry. I told him I'd go get him a shake, but he insisted on a hamburger. He ate the entire thing, with no pain at all. I can tell you that I was not eating a hamburger 4 hours after my wisdom teeth story.
Hmmm. The one that is most recent happened when all 3 kids were in the tub together. Sadie started puking, to which the boys started screaming like girls! Soaking wet they darted out of the tub, but they had puke on them! So I stuck them in our shower to rinse off, they again SCREAM like girls when the COLD water hits them. Sadie's still puking in the tub. I have to hold the boys in the shower until it warms to keep from getting barf everywhere. Eek. Then I go to handle the puking babe in the tub. She's desperately trying to get out of the nasty water. I stick her in the shower with the boys...she screams louder than them and HATES the shower. I run her naked through the house to the kids tub. I get warm water going for her and then run back to get the 3 & 4 y/o boys out of the shower (yes, the hubs was at work, of course). Get them in towels and run to check on baby in other tub. When we get there, the boys start screaming again when they see that Sadie has pooped in the tub! HOLY COW girl, that's all the places we have to clean you up in! When she hears them scream, she spots the poo and darts her teensy body out of the tub like some spider monkey. She was scared to death of her own dookie. I was laughing so hard by this time because it was hysterical the events that took place in about 60 seconds! Sister still won't get in the tub without checking for poo first! Man, life is good and FUNNY!
There was this one time, Levi was holding Jules and she threw up all over him.
Yep. Funny stuff. You see, he doesn't "do" throw-up and has never once cleaned it up.
So, yeah, that was sooooooo funny. And he sooooo deserved it!
I don't have any funny sick stories yet, our baby girl is just 10 weeks old but I am scared to death of using the RECTAl thermometer we have so I would love to win this one :)
My oldest child is deathly afraid of puke (he is Type 1 diabetic and stomach bugs usually put us in the ER). My middle child is a puker.
You can see the problem.
While picking my oldest up from school my middle son says he is tired...I so should have known something was up! As my oldest puts his foot into the car middle brother starts puking. Everything comes up...all over the car. Big brother jumps out screaming and teachers have come to help. Now my middle child is crying and still puking. The teachers get him out of the car with me, run in and get a school t-shirt and paper towels, and help me get him wiped down. the line of cars is now backed up into the street and I want to cry.
My oldest will not get into the car. The middle one is feeling better and showing other kids his underware. The baby has slept through it all.
Wow..even as I read that it isn't that different from a regular day! :)
I don't need the thermo - graduated nursing school and can read the OLD SCHOOL kind with the red line. (amazing uh?) Never knew that nursing school was getting me ready for motherhood.
But I loved reading the stories, and I like Molly's ALOT. Been there, done that.... I always put all 3 boys in the tub together, until the "POOP" thing happened, and then they REFUSED to get in the tub with THAT baby!
You didn't really ask for PUKE stories, but you got a lot of them, so here is mine.
About a year ago, Zion was really sick and I took him to the doc. (*For some reason, Isaac went with me) They were going to swab Zion's throat for strep, so I started explaining the process to him. (which, by the way, I think kids are great at handling - just be honest with them - the fear of the unknown is usually worse than the real thing)
So....as I am explaining the nurse butts in and says, "Oh no, your mommy is wrong, it won't scratch" etc. (by the way, don't lie to my kids, it REALLY bugs me)
So, she puts the swab in Zion's mouth and gags him and he barfs (projectile) right on the front of her.
Isaac looked RIGHT at the lady and said, "That's Karma!"
I have NO IDEA where he got that, cause we don't use that word, and certainly don't believe in it.... but I still burst into laughter!!
It was RIGHT on cue!
I found one of the old, now outlawed, mercury thermometers at a garage sale several years ago. It was still in it's package, otherwise I wouldn't have trusted that it hadn't been up some sick child's rear. That's what we've been using on the boys ever since. I own a couple of cheapo digital ones, but they still take a million years and I never know if they are accurate or if the battery is wearing out. I've been wanting one of the temporal ones, but figured I wouldn't replace the mercury one till it has broken and exposed us to harmful levels of chemicals...
And no, can't think of a "funny" sick child story. This is the closest I've got... and it's a little too long to post on here.
http://beccaellis.blogspot.com/2008/09/come-lord-jesus-come.html
My "funny" sick kid story happened when my oldest was 3 and the youngest was 15 or 16 months. They shared a room at the time. When I went in to their room to wake them for the day, I found evidence that the youngest had gotten sick at some point during the night. That was when the oldest piped up and said, "Mommy! Troy exploded!" I couldn't help but laugh.:)
This is the type of thermometer my midwife uses and recommends. It would be a great prize seeing as I will have a new baby in May!
But since I don't have any mommy sick stories yet (except morning sickness ones but those are two recent to be funny) I'll tell you my dad's worst sick story that everyone else in our family remembers as being hilarious.
When I was young, we were moving across the country and instead of staying in hotels, he really thought it would be fun to camp out. I don't think my mother agreed about the fun part but she went along with it.
The first night, I was all tucked into my sleeping bag when I sat up and told him I didn't feel good and promptly threw up all over his head. I think that was the last time he suggested any big family camping trips.
A sick moment at our house happened just recently. I have 3 boys and my middle one, who is 3, threw up during the night. My oldest, 5, woke up saying he felt sick. I let them watch a video with a bucket between them, just in case, while I went to take a quick shower before my 1 year old woke up. I came down to check on them and noticed that they both looked pale and there was something in the bucket. I asked them who threw-up. My oldest said that they both did at the same time! I felt so bad for them!!
dern it
molly took my story:)
seriously i have a story like that that involved 3 kids, husband out of town, poop and throw up in the tub!
i wonder how many mom's have a story like that?
anyway..another story that doesn't involve me directly but that i witnessed and will never forget...
in first grade, i went to a private school and a kid in my class threw up in the middle of the room. then another kid got to close to "it" and he threw up too, then another, and then the teacher threw up!
i think the smell or just looking at vomit triggers something in some people...
what an awesome day.
i'll never forget it.
So when Wyatt was about 6 months we had a baby with double ear infection. We were eating dinner and Wyatt was having some snacks in his highchair. He is always a mess, so before I even started to clean him up I started the bath water. Good thing I did that! As I took him out of his high chair I realized that it was not just food coming from his shorts. He had pooped out both sides of his diaper. YIKES. The doctor told us that the antibiotic he is on for an ear infection would cause diarrhea. Well.... it had kicked in and we definitely had poop everywhere. This is not normal poop either. This is nasty, leaky poop. YUCK. I was thrown into the world of boys, poop and motherhood that night.
So I laid him on the bathroom floor and start stripping him from all his dirty, yucky clothes. Some how he managed to squirm around the bathroom floor, smearing his nasty poo everywhere. Including on me! So picture this... running bath water, a naked, squirming baby covered in poo, wipes, a tile floor, and a mother yelling for her husband who was in the shower. It was definitely a scene from a movie!
I finally managed to get him clean enough to put in the bathwater and was trying to wipe the poo from the floor and off of me when he struck again. I realize now that it was my fault for what happened next. Take a naked baby and lay him on a cold tile floor and eventually he is going to have the urge to pee. Well... that is what happened. Wyatt peed. But let me just tell you, he did not just normal pee. He peed like a race horse. It was shooting everywhere! I did not know a baby of his size could pee that high, and for a moment I was actually impressed! ;) But then I was shot back into reality when I realized my cute sandals were soaked with pee and both the bathmats were covered as well. I then stopped what I was doing and put my little guy in the tub, still yelling for my husband who had no idea what was going on.
I bathed him, put his pj's on and let him play in his swing while I cleaned up the mess in the bathroom. I learned this day that having boys would lead to more of this in my life. He is now a year and half and we have had several of these again! The thermometer would be great for us! :)
Liz...that's TERRIBLE!
I wonder if that teacher renewed her contract. That may have been enough to push me into an entirely different career path.
And yes...
I bet every mom of several kids has a throw up/poop in the bathtub story.
Mine was pretty typical. At one point, throw up ended up on one of the rugs as I was running a child from tub to shower. I threw that rug outside. Then I noticed our dog dragging it around the yard. All the hair on his face was covered in throw up.
That's when I started crying.
Heather
I've heard great things about this type of thermometer from others, too!
My first little one won't be born for another 8ish weeks, so I'm hoping I won't have any kid sickness stories for a while.
My younger sister has always had a very weak stomach. I wasn't allowed to say the "T.O. word" (throw up) around her because she would do it as if on command.
After months of me begging, we got a puppy. My sister was about 2.5 and I was 6. I was very excited and had the privilege of holding the tiny puppy in my lap on the way home (in the backseat of the minivan). My sister was in the middle row.
The poor little dog got carsick and puked all over me and the seat. Sadly, I shouted "Mom, I think I might throw up!" without thinking. Immediately my sister threw up all over her carseat, the bench, the window, and herself. I somehow kept from getting sick myself.
It didn't take long for me to forgive the new puppy, though I'm not sure it was so easy for my mom.
I need that thermometer right now! I haven't had to take Jane's temp in months and right now I have no idea how to. I used to take it rectally but isn't there a point where you have to stop that?? She's 9 months!
Our funny story is from the very 1st time Jane had a cold, she was maybe 4 or 5 months. She couldn't sleep laying down so she ended up on our chests and no one sleeps well when that happens. We had been around and around that night trying to get settled, from swing to carseat to crib to chest so I decided to bring the swing in our room hoping she would fall asleep in it and we could sleep in our bed. No such luck. I put her in the swing and started crawling into bed saying, "Look Jane, look what mommy's doing. We're all going to go to sleep now." My husband couldn't contain his laughter. It was great comic relief at 4am. We still laugh about it.
My daughter projectile vomitted, into MY MOUTH! I did not hurl, which made it one of my proudest moments.
Wanna know our secret to taking our childrens' temperatures? We have NEVER done it. Never. Before you call the DCS on us, just know that hubby is in the medical field and says that temperatures are only one of many other symptoms (as if I know what any of those are...we always pray our kids get sick while Daddy is here).
Last time our three-year old drama queen got sick, she looked at me with these puppy dog eyes and sighed heavily. "Mama," she groaned. "I don't want to die." Wow, heavy words for a three. She was shocked that she lived through the night. Perhaps she is a future Heather I've-Got-Cancer Hendricks!
Thanks for the contest. :) And as always, the interesting reads.
Karen
Well, this story isn't that funny (although, admittedly, funnier now than it was at the time). It has, however, been dubbed a "Collins Family Classic." It was Valentine's Day '08, and all 3 of my little ones (3 yr old twins and a 2 yr old) had been sick with a stomach bug. I'd been cleaning up vomit and changing diarrhea diapers, and was all Lysol-ed out. Then, my husband started feeling ill. Great. He laid down for a nap, and I kindly requested that he place a bucket next to the bed. "Why? I can always make it to the bathroom" he argued. I insisted on the bucket, but he insisted that it simply wasn't necessary. While he napped, I got our little ones ready for bed in the next room. Then, I suddenly heard him throw back the covers and then, very loudly and *grandly* hurl (there's no better word for the way he does it) all over the floor. You guessed it: he didn't make it to the bathroom. Immediately, as he commenced loudly ralphing all over the floor, our 3 kids began wailing in fear. I'm pretty sure they thought a bear was in mommy and daddy's room. That's how loud and grand it was. So, I'm encouraging my husband to please try to get to the potty while reassuring my crying children that everything is, in fact, okay. Momentarily, the vomiting ceased, and my husband peeked his brave face around the corner, into the room where the kids and I were, and told them (while wiping his mouth) that he's "fine" and "everything's okay." They didn't buy it. After I got them calmed down, I had the lovely job of wiping man vomit (altogether different than baby or child vomit) off our bedroom floor (thank goodness for hardwoods!). Happy Valentine's Day to me.
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