Well. That Was Horrible.

I think that I have just lived through a new variant of hell. And that would be to live through a violent stomach bug (both ends effected, if you get my drift) while still needing to take care of a sick two year old child--with NO help. The no help part being the clincher.

Dan is out of town on business until tonight. My parents are in Florida. His parents are in Australia. That means no grandparents around to save me when I began vomiting uncontrollably yesterday afternoon. I was reminded very quickly how horrendous the stomach bug is. I was sick, weak, had major chills--and poor Alex would get so scared every time I vomited that she would cry. So I was hacking into a bucket and my poor, sick baby was crying :( Fail.

It was not a good day. At all. And I also had the menstrual cramps from hell-probably from the gigantic lining that I built up while stimming...lot of good it did me.

But honestly...I didn't know how I was going to survive. I felt that horrible. And Alex felt that horrible. I think at one point, we were both crying. And neither of got much sleep either, as she came to sleep with me at 2:30am and is a notorious bed hog. Oh well. We both needed some comfort, I guess.

We are doing better today. My vomiting has stopped, although the "other" stomach issues remain. Alex went to the pedi today and has an ear infection and possibly strep. So now she's on a course of antibiotics and will hopefully be feeling better soon. And I....I am currently running the water to a hot, near scalding bath--just the way I like it.