Cooties R Us

I didn't forget about you, I'm not ignoring you, I didn't win the lottery, and I didn't go on vacation........I've had the flu.

The flu....

Where you spend the whole night jumping up out of bed praying you'd make it to the bathroom in time.

The flu....

You puke so much that your eye balls hurt.

The flu....

If prompted, you could shit through a key hole from 20 paces.

The flu....

Is it actually fire coming out back there????

The flu....

The only time in 9 years that I've been able to lay in bed ALL day and not have anybody bother me. (Well you know that's not really true! I was on my death bed and Scott wanted to go to Menards and left me with Sami, because she was too cranky to take with him....no, I'm not kidding!)

The flu...

Broken blood vessels in my eyes.

The flu...

Sore from my neck to my hips from throwing up so many times.....still.

The flu....

Jason made me lunch.....bless his heart.



Ok, I've bitched enough. Well, I had the flu this week. Actually my week started out even better. Sami came down with the flu Sunday night. I heard her crying in her bed and I was trying to be strong and let her cry it out. After....I don't know how long to be honest, Jourdan came in my room complaining about Sami crying. So, I get out of bed and go in her room.
I was immediately hit by a wall of smell. It was that smelly smell.....that smells. (Do you think I watch too much Spongebob?) It was the smell of .....milk puke!

Ok, so I smell the smell and she is standing up in her crib. She is surrounded by milk puke. Did I mention that she had eaten an Oreo cookie earlier and had a grape popsicle? Are you getting a visual here? It was on her from the top of her head to her puke soaked feet. It was so beyond disgusting that it made me gag.

So I take her into the bathroom clean her up, pull all her bedding out of her bed and ditch it downstairs (poor Jason). I was rocking her in the chair, and she pukes on me this time. It pretty much went on like this the whole night. I'm thinking this is why I ended up with it.

So, Sami was sick on Monday and Tuesday and then it hit me Tuesday night. Thank the good Lord above that nobody else in the house got it. I seriously went through the house with lysol and doused the bathroom. Scott treated our bedroom like it was the gateway to hell. I had to completely wash everything in here and spray it down with lysol, lol.

So, Sami and I were the only casualties. I'm over it now but I have no desire to eat pork chops for a while.