In my lifetime I do not remember ever being as sick as I was the night before last. It started in the afternoon on Thursday and it ended this morning (Saturday). I spend Thursday night throwing up ALL night. I couldn’t even drink water because 10 minutes later it meant another trip to the toilet for me. I was so freezing cold that Chris had to run a bath for me in the middle of the night so I could try and warm up. I missed our nice night out we were planning with Dick and Sherri that night. Friday morning, while my stomach ache was gone, I felt like I had been hit by a semi-truck. My whole body ached and my head hurt and so I stayed in bed the entire day and slept. I literally only got up to go to the bathroom. I thank goodness that Dick and Sherri were here to watch the babies all day because I was worthless and Chris took Ava to go Christmas shopping. On Friday night I missed a fun night out to Chandra and Jeremy’s house with all my neighbor friends. I thought in the during the mass exodus of my insides, this is the flattest my stomach has been in two years! I am good for at least a 10 pound weight loss with this delightful stomach flu. See, there is always a silver lining to every dark cloud.
So today I am feeling better and everyone survived without me. I was wishing while I was laying in bed all day yesterday that I wish I could just have one of those days once every six months when I don’t feel absolutely miserable. I would just lay in bed and eat food and watch movies in peace. Maybe Santa will bring me that for Christmas.
Until next time, the mothership is signing off.