Yep. That's what we've been up to the past couple of days.
Sunday, Kadie was acting cranky but I put that down to her not sleeping well the night before and my schedule being off (she's amazingly perceptive of our moods). Monday was a holiday for everyone so I took Kadie out with me on errands. As a treat, I took her to the Chick-fil-A (a treat for me as well since it's an opportunity for Kadie to run out some energy in the play room while I eat a leisurely, albeit not entirely healthy, lunch). Instead of running straight for the play area as she normally does, however, Kadie went directly to an open booth and laid down on the bench. I knew she'd been acting a little out of sorts, but this was just plain weird. I asked her several times if she wanted to go home, but she was firmly against that idea. While she felt a little warm, I put that off because it was, afterall, 90 degrees and humid outside.

When I got the food, she finally decided to go into the play area but I watched as she walked in and went straight to the benches where parents sit and laid down on one of those. I gave her a few minutes, then went in after her. Again, she was adamant for staying versus going home, so I held her on the bench for a good 15 or 20 minutes so she could watch the other kids play. She wasn't acting particularly listless (a surefire indicator that she's sick) so I was still thinking it had more to do with a full week at a new school with a new sleep schedule and being overly tired.
We got in the car and headed home. On the way, Kadie started complaining that the bones in her head hurt. By the time we got home, she was most definitely feverish so I gave her a dose of Tylenol, turned on Noggin (a kid's channel) and curled up on the couch with her. About 5 minutes later, she turned over and I got a horrible feeling that something was about to happen. I was quick enough to sit up so as to not become the receptacle of her outpouring, but not so quick as to save the couch from the inevitable sour bath.

Yelling for some help from upstairs, I grabbed a blanket to catch whatever came next but that's all she had (which was, I guarantee you, enough). Jeff hauled out the wet vac and I set to work trying to suck out the vomit from a cloth couch that does not have removable cushions.
About 15 minutes later, we tried another dose of the Tylenol and stuck to ice chips until later that evening when she ate a piece of toast. She was still pretty hot when she went to bed and she woke up around 1 that morning, still burning, so I decided to take Tuesday off. Of course, at 7:30 that morning (which just goes to show you that she needed the rest because 7:30 is like noon to Kadie), she came running into the bedroom, exclaiming that she felt all better and that the bowl was still clean (we had placed an emergency bowl beside her bed).

We spent the day inside, trying to stay fairly calm (yeah, right) and drinking lots of water. I was able to catch up on some housework that needed to be done. Yea! Thankfully, for the most part, when Kadie does get sick, she sticks to the 12 to 24-hour bugs. Unfortunately, today, my stomach has been rather unsettled. I'm chalking that up to a mild case of whatever Kadie got because it has yet to develop into much. The deployment ran me down again - I'm achy, my kidneys hurt and I'm fighting off migraines again - but I'm working at hydrating myself and relaxing.
We had our teeth cleaned this afternoon. It meant that Kadie missed more school (I made the appointments long before we had enrolled her) but she was very good about having the disturbance in the middle of her day. She came with me cheerfully and just as nicely went back to school when we were done. While there are days when I feel like yanking the apron strings a little tighter, I constantly count my blessings that I have such an independent child. Her attitude makes things so much easier and certainly a lot more pleasant than I've seen them for other parents.

You can put that up in the top 5 of my Gratitude list, Lisa.
Now, it's time for me to go to bed. I'm running behind tonight but, since I haven't posted for so long, I figured a quick update was in order. I hope everyone has had a good day. My thoughts and prayers are still with Mom and Grandma (especially). This may seem inappropriate to ask but, since you're going to be flying out soon, have you checked into the security policies of taking the urns on board a plane?