When Cady gets sick...

So on Sunday, Brady and I were put through our true parenthood initiation. You know, the real deal. We were sitting in Sacrament meeting enjoying Fast and Testimony meeting. It was going really well. Cady was behaving (she had already eaten lunch and taken a nap before church...we start at 1:30pm) drinking her drink and sitting like a good girl when out of no where she exploded! Her lunch was all over her, the pew, and my favorite skirt. And it just kept coming! I was trying to contain it with wipes while she got it all out...I think Brady was in shock until I told him to take her to the bathroom and clean her up. My buddy Charlie came flying over with her wipes (bless you Charlie!) and stuck it out with me while we did our best to clean it all up. Next thing I know, I have mom's and dad's from all over the chapel handing me packets of tissue and bringing me paper towels from the bathroom. It was awesome! So much team work. The sister in front of me offered to go down to the janitors closet and get me some disinfectant (which we really needed). By the time the closing song was over the pew was as clean as it was going to get (as well as the floor beneath it). I was amazed at how many people had jumped up to help and in that moment I realized that I was truly part of a ward family. It is a wonderful feeling.
We decided to take Cady home (all she had left to wear that was clean was her diaper and her church shoes). Brady and I need to change clothes and we wanted to make sure that this was going to be it. Cady was acting just fine and was mad at us that she couldn't go to nursery with all her friends (yes she finally LOVES it there...yippee for us). We got home and changed. Cady was bouncing off the walls as usual. Then she tossed her cookies again. Then again. By 6pm Sunday night she had a fever and was throwing up everything we tried to give her (which was mostly fluids). Brady and my dad gave her a blessing and the next morning we took her to a pediatric quick care. They were worried and so were we. She had a 103 temp and couldn't keep any meds down so they decided to give her a Tylenol supository...yup...in the bum. Cady was so out of it that she didn't even MOVE while they did this! My poor baby was just laying there staring off into space. By the time we left her temp had come down to 101 and she was keeping some water down. We came home and she slept most of the day and we were giving her water and Gatorade with a medicine spoon. I was so worried that she wasn't going to bounce back or that she would get too dehydrated and we would have to go to the hospital. Tuesday she was a bit more alert and her fever was gone, but she was refusing to eat or drink unless forced. She also started with the diarrhea. She would just cry and cry and then unload and then sleep. It was insane. By this point I was completely spent. I was just sleeping with her on the couch when I could or holding her (it was the only thing she would ask of me..."Mommy! I want to hold you!").
Wednesday marked a turning point. Cady woke up and wanted to eat! Yes! She drank like normal and by evening she could stand and walk on her own again. She was even playing in her play kitchen. I can't tell you how over joyed I was to see her up and alert and chatting again. I about broke down in tears. Last night was the first night we all slept through the night in three days! She still has a bit of the runs, but nothing like yesterday and the day before.
So that is what we have been up to the last few days. Cadence has never been this sick before and I feel like I made it through some kind of parental right of passage. I have also come to the conclusion that the stomach flu SUCKS (or maybe the better term is blows?) and I hope no one else I know has to deal with it!