Hi friends. I just wanted to take a moment to talk. You know how I like to do that. :)
Last night I came down with a sudden and horrible case of the stomach flu. It was a miserable night but luckily Michael was there with a syringe and some Zofran to ease the nausea. In fact, I didn't ever puke again after that! So I ask you, how lucky am I that my husband is a doctor?! Way, way, way too lucky for words. His medical training has been a constant source of comfort and help that I could have never imagined.
Today poor little Jack has come down with the same bug. Of course we were in the car on the interstate when he decided to bogue everywhere. It was so awful to watch my little punkin' go through everything I had gone through the night before. We quickly turned our car around and headed home even though we were 15 miles from Phoenix (what is it about that city that we just don't jive with?). When we were about half way home there was a HUGE car accident. We're talkin' bodies laid out under sheets on the side of the road accident. It was horrendous. But do you know what? It was on the other side of the interstate. We didn't even have to slow down a bit. The traffic was literally backed up for over 20 miles and we were free to just drive on by. Such a blessing. Do you know what else? We had stopped at a gas station right near the accident when we saw a police car flip on his lights and drive off presumably heading for the accident. I had been begging Michael to pull over on the side of the road but he kept going all the way to the gas station. If he had listened to me, we would have been on the side of the road RIGHT were the accident happened probably RIGHT before it happened. Can you believe that? How lucky are we?
Maybe two days ago I was researching online different car washes that do car detailing. I just thought it was time to get the seats, carpet and inside cleaned out professionally. It isn't as expensive as I thought it was going to be but I knew it was a kind of bigger splurge. Of course I never got around to doing it this week. Isn't that ridiculous? I mean seriously? Now I have puke all over my seats and the money it will cost to have it done doesn't even matter. What if I had done it already? I would be so pissed!
Now we are just waiting for both Michael and Violet to clear this thing. Neither one of them has shown signs of it yet (scratch that, Michael is now laying on the floor next to me with a stomach ache) but I feel like it's inevitable. I am just so lucky to have the husband that I do and to have the spirit as a guide. Also, I lost 4 pounds over night. Surely just water weight that I will gain back by tomorrow but still, 4 pounds. It was fun to wake up this morning, stand on the scale and see such a small number. Don't get me wrong, I would never, ever, EVER willingly go through that again even for 4 pounds but still...there's always a bright side right? :)
p.s. I know some of you are probably thinking, "man she is so bi-polar with her posts. One day she is miserable and the next the stomach flu is great. What is her deal?" To those of you who were just thinking this, I apologize. I guess it just re-iterates the fact that I am a pretty open person. It's just too exhausting to fake it ya know? :)