Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The Valley

The Light family has survived the stomach flu.
It wasn't the valley of the shadow of death, but I thought I might die.
No, not really.
But almost.

Here's the story:
Asa puked at a restaurant Friday night. The waitress asked if he had been acting sick. Right, like we would go out to eat expecting a child to throw up. Asa was sick through the night, his last episode happening around 10:00 Saturday morning.
By Saturday night, everyone seemed fine. The boys were wrestling around. We decided to go to church Sunday morning.
Sunday night we had friends over for pizza. Still, everyone is fine.
Early Monday morning (3:30) it hit me. "I shouldn't have eaten so much pizza."
Nope, this wasn't caused by pizza. It was not pretty.
On Monday, James stayed home from work. Reuben was a trooper. He slept so much. I wasn't sure how I was going to feed him but it worked out fine.
Judah woke up around 8:00 and started throwing up. Fun. Our living room was covered with blankets and towels.
I was feeling better by noon, but still tired and with a blaring headache.
James started feeling funny Monday afternoon. He was puking, etc. by evening. All day Tuesday his whole body hurt. Poor guy.
I think we're all well now. I hope!

Here are my observations:
Kids take sickness much better than adults. They asked for food and tried to play just after getting sick.
We really need to get rid of this carpet. And we will. We're planning to rip it up starting next week and refinish the hard wood floor under it.
It was about time to get out all of our towels and blankets and wash them. Who doesn't do that every spring?

I am thankful for our friends and family who offered their prayers and support.
I wish the American Red Cross would have come to take care of us.
And I hope we don't get sick again for 5 years!
Or 10.

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