What a night/morning

June got sick in bed again last night. This all transpired earlier in the day today.

At a little after 4am this morning, I got up to get some water and I hear on the bed. Aw, that daschund is so cute. She's happy to see me even in the middle of the night. She stays in bed, I grab my drink. I come back into bed, with one leg and one arm in I feel something wet and slimy. Oh hell no! She did NOT pee on my side of the bed! Then, it hits me...my nostrils flare and the smell of sick dog poo fills my head. I quickly turn on the bedside light to see poo ALL OVER my side of the bed, and a small amount on my hand/arm and on my leg and some that I had knocked on the floor.

I immediately start to dry heave-the smell is too much for me. I run to the bathroom to wash off the poo (unclean, unclean!!!) and the smell is now filling up the bedroom. I wake up Ed to ask him to help me out. He jumps into action (surprisingly well at this time of day) and starts cleaning up with paper towels (remember this for later in the story). I throw the dogs outside and start ransacking my linen closet, praying I have a clean set of sheets left, as the slacker I am has a set in the washer. Woo hoo! I yell to Ed to open the windows in there, to air out the room, it's SO BAD. Thankfully, we have an attic fan right outside the bedroom that helps clear out an area pretty quickly.

The smell is in the hallway and I'm getting sick again, but I know I need to help him. I swallow a big mouthful of air and run into the bedroom to open the nearest window. I throw open the window and press my face onto the screen, gulping air like a fish out of water. Oh, fresh air is NICE right now. The dogs are watching me from the yard, wondering WTF I'm doing and start barking at me, which really pisses me off even more.

I go back in the other bathroom to clean up AGAIN (unclean, unclean!!!) and goop up with hand sanitizer all over. At this point, I could have bathed in rubbing alcohol and still would feel unclean. I hear cursing coming from the other bathroom. I walk back into the bedroom to see water seeping out from the bathroom. You can't flush paper towels!! Ed's mopping up the water with towels, and plunging the toilet at the same time. Everyone in our house is up. The bird is chattering, the dogs are outside barking, Alexi is asking what's going on. Good times.

Seriously, what are the chances of our little dog getting sick in the bed TWICE during one pregnancy? Apparently pretty good. I think we all were back in bed by about 5am. Yes, that was my morning.