My Single Mom Life

Thursday night, (it's now very early Friday morning) the teens Aunt Heather (ex-sis-in-law, but she'll always be my little sis) sent Sebastian $50 for his birthday by way of PayPal.
When my friends Dustin and Stacey came by for a visit, Sebastian asked Dustin if he would take him to McDonald's, and Dustin said yes.
Sebastian bought Mark a Quarter Pounder with cheese, some fries, and a vanilla shake.
He bought himself a Big Mac, fries, a chocolate shake, and a chicken snack wrap.
It was about 9pm I'd say.

About 2 hours later, he said he wasn't feeling well and rushed to the bathroom.
A half hour after that, he rushed back to the bathroom.
This repeated about every hour or so until he went to bed.

When he finally said he was tired and went to bed, I thought he may be feeling a bit better.
Wrong!
An hour after he fell asleep, I hear this, "MOM! MOM! HELP!"
I rushed in there and he was ripping off his t-shirt and telling me that he was sweating, dizzy, nauseous, his stomach hurt, and his body felt weird.
If it's food poisoning, the worst thing you can do is give something that will stop the diars.
You want the bad food to get out of the body, and if you stop the diars, the bad stuff will stay in, and you or your little patient, will be sick longer.
So I got him up, gave him a glass of cold water to sip on and to swallow 2 Tylenol, and I got the shower to the right temperature so he could cool his body down.
After his shower, he said he felt a bit better, and went back to bed.
Then he got up, said it was just way too hot in his room, and now he's laying out here on the couch because it's cold out here with the AC.

While he was in the shower, I hear the other one yell, "MOM! It's hot!"
So I go in Mark's room, he's got the fan blasting at him, but he's laying there covered up in his comforter.
I said it's no wonder you're hot, you have a down comforter on.
He said he had to have something over his body, so I went and got him a top sheet, spread it out over him, and took his comforter and folded it up in a chair.
I asked him if the sheet was ok, he said yes, and now he's back to sleep.

I really hope that Sebastian falls asleep and stays asleep, I need to get some sleep too.
I have to get up at 9am and wake Mark so he can take a shower and head out to his graduation rehearsal at 11:30am.
I also hope that whatever it is that has him feeling like crap, passes very quickly.
We have a very busy weekend ahead of us.
Mark's graduation on Saturday, graduation party Saturday night, a combination graduation and birthday lunch at Oriental Buffet on Sunday, and then Sebastian's birthday on Monday.
This is very busy for us, our lives are very calm and boring most of the time.
It would totally suck if he's sick on his birthday, he has terrible luck on the actual day every single year.
It's rained on his birthday every single year since moving here to Florida 12 years ago.
It either rains right at the hour of his party, or it rains all day long.
His birthday is on the day that hurricane season starts, June 1st.
He has always had something interfere with his day, and it would suck if he's sick, so I'm hoping it's a case of bad food, (yes, I'm actually hoping it's food poisoning) because it will work itself out in 24-48 hours, and then he can have fun on his birthday for once.
So far the weather report is looking good for Monday, only a 20% chance of rain.