Oh what a night

Poor Xavier. He was squirming in the recliner with Jon, which sent him up to my bed to fall asleep. He kept crying, fussing, kicking, etc which made me send him off to his own bed.

10 minutes later, he comes back to my bed and fusses himself to sleep.

Shortly after, he barfs in my bed and on me.

We stripped the bed, cleaned up and fell back asleep.

This happened every 30-45 minutes between 11:30 and 6:00 am.

Poor thing, he was dry heaving and shaking. By 6 I sent him downstairs with Jon.

I was up @ 1 am cancelling my boot camp. Then at 6 I was cancelling my clients.

I went back up at 8 am and slept for another 2 hours.

All I wanted to do was take a shower and wash this barf off me.

BUT WAIT!

The hot water wasn't working. Actually, it was colder than usual which meant the fricking line was frozen.

Then Xavier had horrible diarrhea and gas. His little bottom is raw.

I got Xavier back to sleep about 11 and that's where he is now.

Jon called the plumber, and he turned it back on to see if it was any better when we heard a load thud. Like somebody jumped off the couch. Then the water was hot again. It was ICE!

So I'm wiped out, I smell like barf and I'm so worried about my Xavier. A great way to start the weekend!