Remember me saying I didn’t get sick. No, I didn’t get sick Thursday night. It had me fooled. I went to bed about midnight on Friday with big plans for Saturday. I needed to finish wrapping presents, do some more shopping, do laundry, clean up a bit, and then a big dinner with the girls from work to exchange gifts. So much for that.
I woke up about 2:30am running to the bathroom. Sick as a dog. I made out of the bathroom long enough to get back to the bed, lay down and then get back up and back to the bathroom. I don’t remember the last time I was this sick. Once my bathroom trip weren’t as frequent, I still couldn’t sleep. I just wallowed in the bed. Miserable. Gavin wasn’t this sick. How did this happen to me? At least it waited til the weekend, right?
So here I am, sitting in my bed. My head hurts and my body aches. I have to go to work tomorrow. I can’t bear the thought of getting up at 6:15am. I must sleep some more.
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I hope you are feeling better! I need some more funny stories!! Can't wait to read what the goings ons are in your house this week!!!!
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