When I woke up on Monday, James had already thrown up 3 times, and Paul had started a load of laundry and sprayed off another two loads worth of bedding. There was a call made to school, and a thorough cleaning of walls, pillows, bedding, towels, shower curtains, and bath mats. You can guess why. It was a truly frustrating, and nauseating day. Paul brought home more bleach and dinner that I barely touched.
By Tuesday James was feeling much better and so back to school he went. He has missed so much school this month! I finally finished all the laundry from the day before. The weather was rainy again and practice was cancelled.
Everyone was feeling okay on Wednesday until about 8pm, when Amelia crawled up into my bed, told me that her tummy hurt, and proceeded to vomit on every surface in sight, including my face, hair, and....you get the picture. Paul stripped our bed while I showered and cleaned Amelia up. I ended up sleeping in her room with her while the boys took over my mattress with random throw blankets and pillows. I got 3 hours of very nauseating sleep.
Amelia slept all day Thursday while I worked on cleaning up the mess of the last 24 hours. At this point, I was pretty convinced that my week couldn't get better. And it didn't. My cold was still raging and I slept horribly from a self-inflicted, paranoia-induced stomach ache.
By Friday the kids were back to themselves, fighting, making messes, and making noises that my nerves didn't handle well. James and I went grocery shopping on Friday night. Have I mentioned how much I hate Costco here? Not enough parking+poorly designed parking lot+so many people you can barely push your cart through the crowds=worst nightmare. We watched Cool Runnings for movie night. I love exposing James to these movies that I grew up on. Also, they look so much better streamed off of Netflix then they did coming in from our massive satellite dish and transferred onto VHS tape in Aguanga when I was a kid. I stayed up and cleaned, as always. This week was hard on me. I'm glad it's over.
On Saturday one of James' church friends got baptized. Paul took James to the baptism and they spent some "man time" together. Amelia and I stayed home and worked on food prep. She is such a good helper. We were able to spend the rest of the day relaxing together. Remarkably, I didn't throw up this week. I'm still baffled that I evaded whatever virus they had.
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