Remember how I thought R was maybe coming down with something the other night? Well, I was right! Apparently, R had a very mild touch of a stomach bug that was then passed onto A on Wednesday night with a vengeance. And, 13 hours later, it got me.
Now, more than a day later, I have to laugh about the whole thing. First of all, whenever I'm really sick, my recuperation and care includes a 4-year-old jumping on me and poking me every few minutes. That was last night. So, I was never more thankful than today that R had school. It gave me time to actually sleep and rest.
Then, last night, while A was putting R to bed, I forced myself to get up and set up the VCR to tape The Office (because A was going to miss it). Two minutes before the show was going to start, the TV flashed bright red and then the picture disappeared. Forever. So no TV for the sickees. Instead, I went to bed by 10, which of course is what I should have done anyway. And, even though I was entertaining thoughts of never getting another one, A is planning to go TV shopping tonight. :-)
At 3am, I woke up because R was crying and coughing terribly. I went into his room to comfort him and told him that I'd get him some cough medicine and be right back. I headed downstairs and pulled the medicine out of the cabinet. Then, it hit me. Nausea, dizziness, ears ringing. I've fainted a few times in my life, and I know the feeling all too well. I poured R's cough syrup into the little cup, but then had to slump down at the kitchen table. I was too weak to call out for A, but I knew I had to do something because R was going to start crying again any minute. After a few minutes, I got myself over to the bottom of the stairs and called for A. No response. I called two more times and got no answer. So I started up the stairs. And, then I fainted. The sound of my body hitting the stairs woke A up. He asked if I was okay, but I couldn't speak. All I could think about was the fact that I had spilled grape cough syrup all over the place. Then, R started crying again and, when A tried to help him, he flipped out. Eventually, I made my way to the futon downstairs, told A to let R come sleep with me so he would calm down (which he did), and A cleaned up the cough syrup. Fun for the whole family! The ridiculousness of it all is cracking me up now.
On the bright side: I had a whole day to myself today to sleep, read, call my mom, and watch episodes of The Office online. And, I've probably lost a few pounds from not eating for a day and a half.
I hope this bug doesn't visit any of you. It's a doozy! I'm sending you all healthy vibes.