We have been MIA here on the Spider Bites blog because the days have not been kind to us. Last Thursday I called Em before I left to come home from work and she told me she was beat. This is to be expected as the week was wrapping up and the girls can wear you slap out, but she said that she felt a little funky to boot. We got through dinner and into the bath and afterwards, around 7:30 or so, Sophia complained that her stomach felt funny. I got her dressed and she kind of rolled around on the floor and then said she needed to go the restroom. I took her and she got sick all over the place (you get the innuendo, I'm sure). Meanwhile - Emily was sick in the same manner and had done some investigating to find out that she had used month old mayo on chicken sandwiches and we assumed that both she and Soph were the victims of some sort of food poisoning.
The trip home at 3 a.m. was the longest ever and we only live about 5 minutes from Presby Matthews. I laid Sophia down and slipped into bed but was beginning to feel sick myself. This was confirmed about 45 minutes later as my body told me in obvious ways. The fact that I was now sick and had not eaten the Chicken sandwiches of death confirmed that it was indeed a virus and not food poisoning. Point was - all of us wanted to die. Sophia had a terrible up and down night, bed sheets were changed multiple times, and it took us until Sunday to begin to feel normal. This was the first time I have had anything like this in well over 5 years so this thing was a beast.
If you've made it this far you are a trooper b/c this is most definitely for our memory. Here's to you and yours staying healthy this Holiday season.
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