Last week I woke up feeling like death. After a trip to the doctor I discovered I had sinusitis, bronchitis, and strep throat – on my daughter’s birthday no less.
Good times.
Thanks to a massively strong antibiotic I felt less like death and more like what you find on the bottom of a shoe within a few days.
Then the stomach bug hit me.
Then it hit my son.
Then my beautiful baby girl managed to crap all over creation as she caught the bug.
My oldest caught it next and managed to miss her first day back from Spring Break and vomit during our family portrait this past Sunday.
More good times.
Hubby caught it next and spent the entire time we were at the hospital for Jacob’s surgery throwing up in the bathroom. He’s still sleeping it off on the couch as we speak.
My in-laws managed to catch the bug in our short, but enjoyable dinner at Red Lobster last night.
Considering I’m living with a bunch of outbreak monkeys I’ve come to a few conclusions about stomach bugs:
- Never ever watch Bizarre Foods when folks around you are suffering intestinal trouble.
- Watching others suffer from a stomach bug can cause some weird phantom nausea.
- I lost 7 pounds during my ‘bug’ phase.
- My nausea was so bad a one point that I thought I might be pregnant.
- Weird considering I don’t have a uterus anymore.
- This particular stomach bug comes with its own array of surprises – you’re not sure if it’s going to hit one end or the other. I find that refreshing.
- Sorta keeps ya guessing.
I’m sorry. I’m done now.
ya know.. just reading this post is making my stomach do back flips… I must be laughing too hard
I'm sorry you all had to suffer through the bug. It's miserable trying to take care of kids when you're sick. I always hope Matt will stay home from work when I'm sick, but he never does. Go figure.