Hallelujah.....

I'm alive. I've spent the last 36 hours wanting Rich to knock me the freak out so I didn't have to experience this horribleness... Thank goodness I was asleep for about 28 of the last 36 hours or Rich would have ran away from home. I had the nastiest, butt kicking, kill me now, case of the stomach flu. I was bawling, freezing, shaking, barfing, and much much more, however it would be unlady-like for me to continue to list my symptoms. I will tell you however at one point I had 4 blankets, gloves and snowboarding socks on with one of those bean bag microwave hot things and I was still FREEZING. Ok, I know I'm going on and on and on, but I need to convey the insane level of my sickness. I'm on the up and up and even ate a pancake and a half today. I just had to jump on here and say THANK YOU to my super fly husband for being a single parent the past two days. He took really good care of me AND the baby in completely separate parts of the house, as I had quarantined myself off in our room, so they baby didn't get sick. He even tried to make our bedroom as Christmas-y as possible for me by stringing lights around by birthday flowers and putting them next to my bed. Cute huh?