Worst Week Ever

I could go the rest of my life without another week like the one that just ended. My entire family has a stomach virus that settled on our house like the plague.

A week ago Saturday Katherine was vomiting and had some diarrhea. She’d just had her 4-month vaccinations so we thought it was a side effect of those. But Sunday afternoon, I was hit with some serious nausea. I went to bed early but woke up about 10:30 and ran for the bathroom. I spent the night and the better part of Monday hugging the toilet.

Clint started feeling yucky Monday afternoon and by Tuesday he was sick too. Even one of our dogs, Mocha, was throwing up. Had it not been so awful, it might have been comical.

We kept Katherine home from daycare on Tuesday because she still wasn’t feeling well either. We managed to drag ourselves to work on Wednesday. Probably a mistake because I felt worse on Thursday and missed work that day and Friday. That goodness we could send Katherine to daycare. I could barely get out of bed.

Katherine perked up on Friday, and Clint and I are just starting to feel better this weekend. We hope never to repeat such a hideous week.

I did learn a few things:
1. It’s awful when Mom and Dad both are sick because someone still has to feed the baby.
2. It would be great if a grandma lived nearby.
3. Nighttime daycare would be a blessing in situations like this.
4. It would be terrific if the dogs had opposable thumbs and could hold a baby bottle.
5. While you might think your body should work in your favor, your stomach can turn on you at any minute. Sort of like when a tame tiger eats its master.