Saturday, March 02, 2013
This will be short because it has to be short.
Last Saturday, when Micah got home from his bowling league, he was sick with a stomach bug that was entirely nasty for him. He kept it for about 24 hours and it gave him a lot of pain, vomiting, diarrhea, and crying.
Thursday, Miles woke up with the same bug and stayed home from work going through the same issues without the crying because, well, he's too macho to cry.
This morning, Marissa and Micah needed to be at school at 6 to travel to the music contest/ competition. This is Marissa's senior year and this is a big deal for her. Unfortunately, she couldn't go because she had the same bug that the guys have had. She got dressed up and looked beautiful in her red and black dress clothing. She cried for a long time because she had her solo, 4 vocal ensembles, Madrigals, Jazz band, an oboe solo, and a woodwind ensemble to do. She didn't go because it hurt so much and went back to bed in her dressy outfit.
I woke up again at 7. at 8. at 9, and at 10. I knew I felt yucky and I called my best, dearest friend in the world and canceled our lunch date. I have no energy and no ability to cope with this nasty bug. I cannot take my meds because I keep vomiting--whether there is something in me or not.
I don't know if I can handle yet another illness. My head is pounding and my back feels like someone drove over it and back a couple of dozen times. I have no clue how to care for myself. The only thing that I am holding down is an occasional tiny sip of ice water, warm tea, or a bite of a popsicle.
Why me? I've been whining for weeks with my issues and now this.
If you are aware of any other possible thing that might find me, would you give me a heads-up? I'd like to avoid anything else because in the weakened state I am in, I cannot fight it off or move on.
My body and my abdomen hurts--the latter is new and adds to my shoulder, back, and knee. The room spins when I stand up.