Stomach Flu

Ugh...The stomach flu...Need I say more?

That's what I've been dealing with since Monday morning, after I dropped R off at school.  (BTW, R & M are the same girl...)  I thought it was just bad morning sickness when I woke up.  So I held off on eating, like I always do.  But even when I ate, it was bad.  It never got better.  So I crawled back in bed, thinking I'd be okay by R's lunch time (which I'd said I would have lunch with her at school).  Never happened.  Good thing I'd called A to tell him I thought I had the stomach flu, and that R needed lunch if I did.  He ended up having lunch with her, and then he came home.  I was glad he was home, 'cause I don't like being home alone when I'm sick.  But, really, I didn't even notice he was home.  I was in bed all day, in a semi-conscious state.  I was hurting, dehydrated, and not eating or drinking.  When I did drink, I didn't realize I was dehydrated, so I threw up.  Yes, sorry...TMI.  I was a mess.

Turns out, so was my twin sister!!!!!  THAT was a shocker!  We've NEVER been sick at the same time, with the same thing.  Within days, yes.  But never at the same time.  With the same thing.  It was awful for her, too.  Worse because she has a baby to take care of.  For me, I'm pregnant so I had contractions pretty much the whole time.

Andy had brought me some fries and a Sprite for my lunch on Monday.  I drank 1/2 or most of the Sprite, but only managed a few fries.  He brought me fries for my dinner that night, too, after R's swim class.  Again, I only managed a few.  But I felt a bit hungry later that night, so I managed a few more.  After that, I felt like I was dying again.  Poor Andy...He didn't have to come home, but he did.  I'm glad he did.

J and I woke up feeling better yesterday, but not 100%.  She actually ate real food.  I didn't.  I was too afraid. I finally managed to eat some shredded chicken for lunch, but I was so nauseous afterward.  I felt better as the day progressed, though.  It's now Wednesday, and I still don't feel all that great.  J and I both felt all day like there's an impending relapse approaching - which I hope to God that there isn't.  I just barely managed it as it is...

So...I haven't cooked.  Ha!  Food is NOT my friend right now.

And yesterday was our wedding anniversary, which I "missed" by being sick.  *sigh*  I'd had a nice dinner planned, too.  Instead we ended up with food from Wing Stop.  At least we ate.

I'm still on a chicken and fries diet, and I don't know when I'll "graduate" from that stage.  I just don't want to eat and end up sick again.  The past 3 days have been a painful nightmare that I don't want to live through again...