Recovery

Well, on Saturday morning...really early Saturday morning around 3am...I decided to follow Jack's lead from the previous weekend and experience the stomach virus. Of course it hit me much worse than it did him and I was down 'n out for 3 straight days. At first we thought it was food poisoning because it was so violent (anyone remember the scene from Fever Pitch?) but since I had a fever and the accompanying aches and shakes we decided it was a virus. I never want to lose 4 pounds that way again. I was miserable!

I finally got out of the house for a couple of hours on Tuesday when I took Jack and his buddy Garrett to t-ball practice. I then had a full day today with a preschool parent board meeting, a ministry leadership training session, taking Jack to and from school and then hitting Willy's for dinner...I'm not able to cook yet. It's 6:55pm and I am exhausted. It's funny how getting older makes recovering from an illness just that much more difficult.

Dave was a good caretaker although he would toss things to me from our bedroom doorframe so that he wouldn't get near the germs unless absolutely necessary. Jack was fortunately at my Mom's house when it started so he got to spend two nights with Nonna and Grandpa and then an afternoon with Grandma and Pa so that I could recuperate in peace.

Thanks for listening...I'm going to see if I can get Jack to go to sleep now. Hahaha.