Hip, hip, horray! Little A's stomach flu played nice and didn't wake us up in the middle of the night and concluded without much fanfare today. However, Big A just sat up in bed and started spewing an hour ago. I suspect I may not get off mop free tonight.
I'm feeling a little off in the stomach dept. myself. But I can't tell if that's because cleaning up someone else's vomit (in the bedroom, in the hallway, and in the bathroom) is stomach churning, or because I am hatching the bug myself. But I have a feeling I'll know for sure before too much longer.
Meantime, I'm madly trying to get some work done before I either get too tired to read anything else or start throwing up.
Bets, anyone?
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Well, of course, I should bet on your health, BUT I'm like the kiss of death for anyone I cheer for. Just ask the Patriots, when I started to cheer for them in the last 2.5 minutes of the game.
So is it much comfort if I tell you that this happened a lot when my kids were little, but it rarely happens now?
In fact, they get such strong immune systems from these early illnesses that nothing can knock them flat later.
Yeah, not much comfort, eh? Shutting up now....
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