So Maybe It Wasn't a Better Day After All

In yesterday's post I mentioned that Monday was a better day than Sunday.  I was wrong.  That was before.......

Clayton woke up doing great and kept down his toast and juice.  He had horrendous diarrhea but I expected that and we just dealt with it.  Midmorning everything took a turn for the worst.  Last week I mentioned that it had been 14 or so years since I had been afflicted with a stomach virus.  And I also mentioned that I hoped it would be another 14 years, if ever, that I woul dhave another one.  Well it wasn't.  It was more like 10 days.  I most definitely did "catch" it again.  And this time it was so very much worse than the first time around.  This has been the absolute worst virus I can ever remember having.  Chad wasn't home when I first got sick so I had to call him and ask him to come home.  There is no caring for a 2 year old when you're sleeping beside the toilet yourself.

Things are marginally better this morning.  I'm home alone and resting the day away.  And I'm gonna try to degerm the house.  I hope your family stays safe and healthy.