Off the grid.

Sunday night it started. The aches and pains.

By Monday morning I knew I had it, the stomach flu.

Without going into too many nasty details, let's just say between the extreme cramps/aches/pains and the vomiting, it has been the longest and worst case of the stomach flu I've had in my life.

This is day 4 being bound to bed, and as much as I wish I could tell you I'm feeling better, I'd be lying. Spent a good part of the day at the doctor yesterday and left with an antibiotic, a nausea med, and vicodin (pain med). Hopefully this means I'm on the mend soon.

In the mean time, I'm so grateful for my husband who has taken such great care of me, helping me walk, tracking my meds, comforting me while I vomit, still kisses me and even dares to sleep in the same bed as this sicky. Also for taking care of the boys, along with my friend Andrea's help, I haven't had to worry about my Mommy duties all week. AND my Mom is coming today. Such a blessing.

All this to say, I'm still insanely sick. Wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy...not that I have any, but you catch my drift.

One last thing.

Vicodin is my friend.