And when I say “WAS”, I wish that with all my heart. I am talking about this virus thing that has basically kicked my ass in all the worst places.
I went to bed last night thinking and hoping I had seen the last of the porcelain, but I was RUDELY mistaken. Yesterday had gone so well. I took the “won’t go anymore with this stuff” medicine early in the morning. Took it easy on the food intake and relaxed most of the day on the couch with a heating pad. (I forgot how good cinnamon toast was! mmm mmmm) I went to bed at 9:30. I was supposed to go to bed earlier but I had to see the Golden Globes. Anywho, Hubs had to get up at 4am to go to work, (can we say EARLY!)so, I drifted in and out of sleep until he left for the airport at 4:45am. I fell back asleep until 5:50am when the feeling of doom woke me from my slumber. Let’s just say, I was back to square one. WHAAAAH!
As I was just telling my aunt via email, I feel pretty fine considering the events over the past couple of days. I haven’t had a full nights sleep in over a week and have had no nutrients in my body to speak of in 48 hours.
I was talking to my mommy girlfriend about my illness. She said she had a small case of it this past weekend. The thing is, we didn’t see each other last week. Her boy, Caleb, had a runny nose, so we kept the kids away from each other to avoid another trip to the doctor. The irony in this is I think we got the virus FROM THE DOCTOR’S OFFICE!!!! She took C in last week to have his ears rechecked from a previous ear infection as did we. Since the boys weren’t considered “sick”, we sat on the WELL side. Lovely.
I think the doc’s office needs to wipe down the one area I believe all the kids touch while waiting for the doc to arrive: the computer power cord.
Sit ‘n spin buddy. That is how I feel about you.
You attacked my son with the poos on Saturday and then beelined
your way over to me last night at 3:30 in the morning. Nice timing asshole.
I am not finished with you yet, but my heating pad is calling my lowerback’s name.