Am I being Punk'd?

     I was asked today by a friend if I ever feel like I am being punk'd. My reply was, Yes dear, everyday, EVERYDAY.  We all have our days, weeks, heck months....I'm having one of those weeks that all I can do is laugh about it now. My poor baby T has been sick since Easter. Ear Infection, then last week vomit and diarrhea. TMI? Then stop reading now...I'll make it quick

Last Thursday: Baby T puked throughout the night on me and the entire upstairs.

Last Friday: I stayed home from work bc our dog, Hugo, got his ballage removed, but  Baby T was still puking and started with the diarrhea, I took her to the doctor, she gave me Zofran.
Saturday: Baby T won't eat anything, somehow pukes anyway and takes her diaper off and literally squirts diarrhea all over the carpet. My dogs start peeing everywhere too.  We are up all night.

Sunday: Baby T still pooping but no puke, Zofran helped, but I'm freaked out and take her to Urgent Care. They say she looks good and keep an eye out....okay, thanks poopheads. I kept an eye on her that's for sure...we didn't sleep Sunday either. I also stopped at Walmart and bought carpet cleaner and brushes for me and the kids. We crawled around for about an hour sniffing and scrubbing.

Monday: Still not eating. But no vomit (Zofran) and minimal poops.

Tuesday