The Mother of all Throw-up's

Yup, that’s what I said, The Mother of all Throw-up's! Read no further if you have a sensitive gag reflex!
Monday after school Sarah kept saying her tummy hurt and I told her she should try to go poop, which she did. You would think a 6 almost 7 year old would know to go to the bathroom on her own by now and it would fall from my Motherly duties (to remind a child to go) but past experience with my nephew Zack who was 11 at the time when he visited us and forgot to go and we ended up in the emergency room (they thought he had a bad appendix) so when someone complains of a stomach ach I don't make that mistake again and ask "Do you need to go to the bathroom?” All was better for the rest of the night with an occasional complaint but she was eating fine and no fever, so off to bed they all went.
At about 10pm, down came Sarah and plopped herself in the chair next to me and I asked her what she was doing up (I knew she had been asleep because I had checked on everyone) and she repeated her tummy hurt as she sat in the chair watching the TV not even looking at me. She didn’t appear to have anything wrong with her and I asked her several times if she thought she was going to throw up and if she needed a bowl. She didn't know so I asked to stand up and as she walked over to me I put my hand on her tummy to ask where it hurt and there it was the first gag.
I grabbed her and ran for the dark bathroom and aimed her in the direction of the toilet but to no avail. When I turned on the lights what I found was The Mother of all throw-ups! I seriously have never seen so much.
Did I mention that I have a very sensitive gag reflex myself?
Did I mention that my husband is still in Ireland?????
UGH!!!!
Sometimes life is messy!