awful bug

I'm not a big fan of bugs. Especially when they are in my stomach. Michael and I caught something Saturday night. Him about 9 p.m. Me about four in the morning. Let's just say it wasn't pretty. I thought it might be the awesome Mexican food that I had from Campeche Bay earlier that night, but it was too coincidental for both of us to be sick. Daycare said it was going around. We were both out of commission yesterday. I spent half of my day lying on the floor outside the bathroom. The other half was spent on the couch, across the room from Michael on the other couch. Addison probably watched more TV yesterday than she has in her entire life. The bug now seems to be gone, but with hardly no food or drink in 24 hours I now feel like I've been hit by a truck. Completely drained.

A special thanks to Michael. I know he felt just as bad as I did, but was able to dig deep and take Addison to the grocery store for an hour and then outside to play a couple of times. He even went to get soup and Gatorade last night. Just add all of that to my "I owe you" list. I love you!