When I sent Tim to the store on TUESDAY(!!) for 7-up and saltines he asked if I was pregnant. I asked if he needed to get another vasectomy as a reminder that we had taken care of that.
Last Sunday Bai spent 8 hours puking, thankfully making it to the bathroom each time. I thought it was a fluke and shrugged it off as she had no other symptoms and was fine after the 8 hours were up.
On Tuesday I woke up at 3AM with Baileys 8 hour flu bug. Tay woke up at 4:30 AM with the same bug, hers also lasted for 8 hours.
It has been 5 days and my 8 hours are SO up but I am not feeling much better. The puking has stopped but eh, I still feel like crap. I have lived on those damn saltines and 7-Up.
They say every cloud has a silver lining, I guess my silver lining is that I have lost 4.5 lbs this week. My pants were already slightly too big, now they need a belt or I lose them. The scale is at an all time low, it hit 131.0 lbs Saturday morning and I almost passed out, it may have been from shock.
Or hunger.
