On Friday night, Cecilia woke up sick. She managed to empty her stomach all over her bed which is always fun. After cleaning her and her bed up, she went back to bed and woke up the next morning completely normal with an appetite. Ok, I think, perhaps it was just something that she ate....
Then we had an awesome Easter, celebrating our risen Lord with family, friends, and way more food than necessary. Having disinfected the house and having a healthy family, I felt ok that we weren't infecting all of our guests. And then....on Sunday night, Anna wakes up. Repeat Friday night. She goes back to sleep and wakes up normal with an appetite. What the? Kids always amaze me with their ability to cope with illness. (As an example, a couple months ago, Cecilia had a horrible double ear infection and I had NO IDEA--no fever, no complaints--until she woke up screaming one night.) But, when I am amazed the most is when I actually get what they had....which is what happened today.
After getting hardly any sleep from the nausea, I woke up to find my husband sick as well. And not just the same--way worse off than me. But, no worries. We already had a babysitter scheduled for this morning. And then.....SHE. GOT. SICK. Needless to say, we spent the day watching entirely too much television and I currently have the theme song to Dora the Explorer in my head.
So....I just have to go ahead an apologize to our guests if any of our guests got sick. No fun. At least now I feel a little less guilty about all of the candy that I ate.
You better be as Sally and I were mortally ill; though I think that was because we ate 500lbs of food, not from any illness....
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