Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Sick as a dog...

Last night was R.O.U.G.H.

I spent the majority of the night either puking in the bathroom, repeatedly and violently or shaking/desperately trying to get to sleep.  Graham was lucky enough to sleep through the entire thing, unsure what state I would be in, once he awoke in the morning.  When he went to bed, I was feeling like junk and he was hoping I'd recover by getting some sleep in the other room.  Boy was he WRONG.

I have NEVER been that sick in my life.  Everytime I drank, it was out...eating was out of the question.  Getting the flu sucks, but getting the flu while pregnant, I don't wish it on ANYONE.

By the time 5am hit, I was in such a state, I just made it to the have to have a shower, as I was a hot mess.  I don't remember much after that, other than getting out to be sick again.  Graham came into the bathroom at 6am, wondering what in the world I was doing sleeping on the bathroom floor, beside the toilet.  Attractive.  It was the only sleep I got that night.  The rest of the day continued to be a disaster, but at least I had nothing left in me to be sick all day.

Man, the bathroom floor feels good when you're sick, tired and sweating like crazy!



I hope that's not a picture of you on the bathroom floor! Feel better soon Lee-Anne :)

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