It’s going to be a long night  

Zachary has not been sleeping well.  He is on antibiotics every 6 hours for a staph infection around his line. 

I get home from work at 5:30 pm.  Time to hook Zachary up to his antibiotics.  Since the antibiotic pump has such a short leash and has to run over an hour, Zachary and I play in the hallway between his room and ours.  I can control his choices for escape!  We call Daddy to see when he is coming home, crawl into the bedroom and turn on and off the TV.  The button is at the PERFECT height for Zachary.

Here comes Sam, ½ a diaper in his mouth.  "SAMMIE" I scream.  He races in the other direction.  I scoop up Zachary to see what I know I don’t want to see.  Diaper pieces all over Zachary’s room.  When a diaper is shredded it contains these gel like crystals that absorb the urine and diarrhea.  ALL OVER ZACHARY’S FLOOR.  CRYSTALS!

I scream at Sam and then get the vacuum.  We have learned that a vacuum is the only way to clean up pee crystals. 

Room clean and time for Zachary to eat.  We go into the kitchen and I keep smelling poopy diaper.  I check Zachary and it is not him.  Guess who is prancing through the kitchen right now.  SAM! Not only did he eat the diaper, he rolled in it to get that lovely scent all over his body. 

We call Daddy to see if he would like to hook Zachary up when he gets home or if he would like to bathe Sam.  He hooks, I bathe.

Zachary falls asleep and so do we.  

2 am.  I hear the dog gagging.  I sit up, put my hand under his mouth and get a handful of thick barf. (Saved the comforter)  I empty my hand in the toilet, wash my hands and get back in bed…for 20 minutes…Zachary is calling.  He is covered in poop.  Change him, change his bed and we rock in the chair.  Thank goodness that chair is so comfy, we fall asleep.  5 am Zachary is fussy.  Time for antibiotics anyway so I get up to start that pump.  We go back to sleep for an hour, unhook the pump and then back to sleep again until 7 am. 

Off to work feeling like a Zombie.