Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Twelve hours. And counting.

My cloud-bed? The one I was looking forward to sleeping in last night?
Is now a sick bed.
Drew and I spent the night in the bathroom. First his. Then mine. We go back and forth between bathrooms, lying on the floor. Him groaning. Me rubbing his back and making cooing noises. Then disinfecting the life out of the bathroom we're not in.

Looks like he's got the Norwalk Virus. Diarrhea and vomiting for twelve hours non-stop. Poor lil guy.

I'm praying that I don't get it. But really? I've been sitting in a petri dish with him, so I'm sure something is percolating in my stomach.

If you're not tired of praying for me and my family ...
1. Pray that Drew gets well, quickly.
2. Pray that no one else in the family gets it.
3. Pray for Jul and mom who'll have to pick up my shift at the hospital.


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