**NOTE: This post will probably be long so if you do have the time please read it and give me any advice you may have. Also this is going to be very descriptive so if you have a weak stomach or don't like talking or reading about poo and barf....this post is not for you.
Okay so Dezi and I have been sick with the stomach flu or virus or what ever it is that we have had. I recovered pretty quickly, with in a few days, but my poor little baby is still battling the diarrhea and every now and then a little vomit. I feel so bad for him not being able to eat "real" food and not understanding why. So this is how our past week has gone by....
Saturday night- Late, late Saturday night/very early morning Sunday I started to throw up like no one's business. Shortly after the vomiting started I also started to poo. Pretty soon it was happening at the same time. I finally stopped throwing up at 5:30 am Sunday morning (that was last time I looked at the clock before I threw up). However every 1-2 hours I was poo-ing for the rest of the day. Sunday I tried to rest and ate the B.R.A.T.'s diet which helped settle my stomach.
Sunday night- Sunday around 6:45 pm Dezi threw up every thing that he ate that day. It was like a fountain literally. His vomit protruded so far out of his mouth that I just stood in shock and wonder for probably about 10 seconds trying to process what I just saw. As I picked him up to take him to the tub the vomit is just running down his leg all over the floor. My poor baby kept throwing up till about 7:15-ish then I bathed him and he knocked out at 7:30pm. He was still throwing up through out the night but it was little handfuls at a time.
Monday morning- By this time the barfing had stopped for a long while but he started making diarrhea. I started the B.R.A.T.'s diet for him giving him only bread and water (tried giving him pedialyte but he refused to drink it.) and cracker's...anything bland. He seemed pleased at first and didn't mind eating bland food. He was also surprisingly energetic. Not his 100% self of course but he had energy to play in the house.
Tuesday- Tuesday morning came and he was dead tired. He ate breakfast @ 8am which was bread and applesauce and then he fell right asleep again. He slept for another 2 and a half hours, woke up and didn't want to eat but just wanted to be held the entire day. So that was Tuesday until dinner time. Since he didn't eat or drink anything barely all day I got a little worried and decided to give him a little formula to see how he would do. The nurses at his pediatricians office told me that formula shouldn't upset his stomach. I gave him 4 oz. just to please and he did great! He kept it down and fell asleep early, and didn't barf the entire night.
Wednesday- So in the morning I thought, "My baby is getting better finally, maybe I'll try some pancake and milk." So I gave him formula again (40z.-didn't want to push it) while I made his pancake. As soon as I finished making the pancake he throws up all the formula. After which he doesn't want to eat. So by the time lunch time rolled around he was starving and I think he had had enough of this stupid BRATS diet. He refused to eat or drink anything that I tried to give him. Except for one frozen (It had to be the blue one, he wouldn't eat any other flavor) pedialyte popsicle.
I had to do something so I went to the store and bought more applesauce, Filipino pan-de-sal bread (it's supposed to be sweet but the one I got wasn't...?) and yes, Hawaiian sweet bread. I thought maybe he would eat it and it's bread right? Well the lady that is checking me out at foodland is going over everything that I bought before she scans it.
cashier: "Hello ma'am how are you?"
me: "fine, thanks."
cashier: "Oooooh, sweet bread. This is good bread. This is always good bread. Your gonna have a good snack tonight huh?"
me: smilling
cashier: "Pandesal? What's this? I've never seen this before what is this?"
me: "bread." smilling
cashier: "Good girl, organic applesauce. And no sugar added. Good, good. Your healthy huh? Let's see what's the price? Aaahh....only $3.50 good girl you know a bargain."
She tells me the total and I pay and get out of there as soon as possible. Not what you want to hear when you have a sick baby. And need to get home cause you left him with your father-in-law! Mine is sweet but doesn't hesitate to feed Dezi anything he wants...especially when he is sick.
He loves the sweet bread and is doing better with it but he still has diarrhea. Thursday he was okay. He pooed 6 times. 3 of them were HUGE messes and the others were small palm fulls. Anyway today he hasn't pooed at all or peed for that matter. I just don't know what to do anymore. He does good then gets frustrated and takes a step back then he does good again. I just want to know how long this will last for and if there's anything else I can do.
**funny story kind of: Thursday I was getting ready to meet my sisters at Waikele for some girl time. Well I guess Dezi pooed and I didn't know it until he fell on his bottom in a sitting position when all of a sudden his diarrhea shoots out both sides of his diaper onto the wood floor thank goodness! Yeah it was gross and tiring to clean up but it was funny too!
This is Dezi eating a Healthy Choice chocolate fudge (no sugar added) bar. I thought I would let him have a few licks because he ate all his dinner. Harmless right? I should've known better, what the heck was I thinking? At first he was content licking it, then pretty soon he wanted to hold it. Of course I wouldn't let him so what does a baby do when desperate? SCREAM and CRY at the top of his lungs until he gets what he wants. And he did. I know, I know, but I figured it doesn't have any sugar and it says "Healthy" on the box. What would you do? Of course I had to put him in his tub then give him a bath right after.
My little man is also a climber. Here he is showing cousin Kezi (Dezi and Kezi~nickname for Kezley~I love it!) how to climb very quietly when mommies aren't paying attention to the babies. 
He is such a funny guy too! He likes to be silly and smiles for the camera almost every time. We were playing peek-a-boo across his crib
He's also Mr. Cool! He'll put on his sunglasses or any ones glasses for that matter and smile and look around like....yeah, I'm cool. He loves to take them off and put them on over and over again.
