I do not like being sick. I do not like tummy bugs. I do not like this, no I really do not. But, it seems to have passed for the moment. Here's hoping I don't revisit my breakfast of chicken noodle soup.
Yes, I know that's disgusting. It was the only thing in the house that seemed halfway appetizing and easy to deal with.
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I'm so sorry, Little Momma.
*puts on HazCom suit and hugs and smooches Momma*
*steps out of blog, tosses suit and showers*
It absolutely sucks. And of course, it's going around. I'm certain it will knock on our door before the week is out.
By the way, I finished your "story" this weekend.
Yay for the happy ending in case you don't see my comment.
*covers face with mask*
*backs out of blog*
*air smooch* I hope you feel better, Momma.
*knocks on wood* I'm pretty lucky that way. I seldom, if ever, get a stomach flu.
Feel better Momma. Can I get you anything?
I had it New Year's and wouldn't wish that on my worse enemy.
*holds mommas hair back while she barfs*
Now see? Weltek has the true friend response.
And? I feel much better now that I've had two naps and my chicken noodle soup breakfast and Coke stayed down.
I'll watch your kids for you while you rest.
Oh no!!!! Feel better soon. *smooches*
Weltek's a doll!
Have some ginger ale. That always makes my tummy feel better.
*HUGS*
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