Surprise: A strong gag reflex is hereditary!

The toddler woke up with a fever this morning. I wasn't too concerned, but it did get a little high (103!) around lunchtime so I called the Dr. for a same day. By the time we went to the appointment his fever was down a degree and a half but he was very lethargic (which is so not him). His ears and throat looked okay but the Dr. checked for strep just in case. He did not like that one bit and started gagging. A few seconds later I'm catching puke in my hands. It's okay because I had my hands out like little bowls, so I was saying, "here are two bowls son, throw up in these". But anyway, the Dr. just kind of stares for a minute, beacause an adult amount of stomach content came out. She finally grabbed one of those bowls, but it was really too late for that. My poor baby was really upset by this time and we were both soaked in it. Did I mention that all he had eaten/drank that day was milk. Oh yeah, picture the stench. WE had to wait for the results of the strep test (only 10 minutes, did I mention that I LOVE his new pediatrician), so we had to sit in our our stink with him screaming his head off waiting for the results. I was sitting in a chair with him in my lap and he kept wanting to switch chairs. So I would sit in one chair and get him settled and then he would point to another chair and say, "lap". The prognosis is good, general baby sickness. They seemed kind of taken aback that I hadn't given him and motrin or tylenol until this point and told me to give him some until the fever broke. So, he's napping now, hopefully he wakes up feeling a little better. My poor little guy, I hate it when he's not feeling good.