Ugh, I came down with this lovely virus Saturday night. It seems we always get it around this time every year, or something very similiar to it. It's going around very viciously right now, too. Luckily I have managed not to pass it on to my son, yet. It's very hard to cope with this crap when it's just me and Tristan and the animals. They were all wonderful for me. Very patient. I had a friend bring me gatorade, I was lucky that he had just come back into town, otherwise I would have wound up even more dehydrated than I am. I lost five pounds since Saturday, lol. I called the dr as I was slightly concerned about the baby (not too much though, she was definitely wiggling up a storm, which did not help the upset tummy). They told me to try to get an appt (yeah right) and stay hydrated. The poor dr on duty felt very bad for me, especially when I told her daddy is deployed, but as long as I was attempting to drink and resting, I was on the right track (I knew that, I was more concerned about the fever). So cross your fingers that we make it through today without Tristan getting sick, and it'll all be over, at least this round. Back to bed I go....still pretty weak, but alive... |
feel better....
