Have you ever?

Beware this might get graphic.

Have you ever gone out for a night of dinner and drinking and woken up the next morning feeling terrible and telling yourself you will never drink again?

Have you felt so terrible you really were certain this time you never really would drink again?

Have you then thrown up a few times and started to get the shakes and then wonder if this was alcohol poisoning?  But also thinking to yourself….you did not drink that much…did you?

Have you then decided to take a bath to hopefully feel better?  Fallen asleep in the tub.  Been woken up by your husband wondering if you were ever going to come downstairs because he doesn’t feel so great either and would like help watching the kids.  Then had such an overwhelming urge to puke that you actually puke on yourself in the tub?  Although if you are going to puke on yourself, there really is no better place to do it!

Have you then gone downstairs and still thinking this is just a hangover tried to eat a little and get water in your system to help yourself feel better?  You also attempt to interact with the kids, but really just can’t do anything but lie down.  Except now your husband is spending a bunch of time in the bathroom, so you have to step it up and play with the kids.

Have you ever gotten the overwhelming urge to puke again?  And this time the only bathroom on the floor you are on is occupied by your husband.  So you make a run for the kitchen sink.  Except that big glass of water you just drank does not want to wait for you, so it comes out anyways.  And since you don’t want it to get on the floor, you try and catch it with your hands.  Which just manages to catch it, but also proceeds to shove it all in your face and back up your nose and even into your hair.  You finally make it to the sink to let it all out of your hands and are standing there still getting rid of “stuff” when your 2 year old asks you nicely for a glass of water?

Have you ever puked 14 times in one day?  And are now realizing you have something very nasty going on.

Have you congratulated yourself because even if nothing else got done, at least the kids each ate three meals that day?

Have you ever gone to bed at night when you are sick and then had to get up with your kids, because to them it’s just a normal day and night.  And then after you have gotten up with them you hear a loud crash downstairs.  You get up to investigate and manage to quickly scan the first floor, but then the need to get to the toilet is so great you have to run to the bathroom.  So that if someone had actually broken into your house they would be able to escape with everything while you are relieving diarrhea in the toilet?

Just thought I would share some of our funnier moments of being sick around here.  And we don’t actually know what caused the loud crash, maybe some type of animal running into the window?  At least no one ran off with our stuff.

Here is picture of Friday night, the night of dinner and drinking before we got sick.

And the whole time we were sick, Oliver would get his boots on, get his jackets, and say “oouiside”, “oouiside”.  Poor kid wanted to enjoy the beautiful weekend, but neither of us was really in good shape to take him outside. 

Jesse did manage once for a short period of time, and on Sunday Aunt Amy came over for an hour to play with him and give us a break.