Monday, I wasn't feeling well and stayed home from my small group gathering. While we were eating dinner that night, Melanie pulled what she was eating out of her mouth and proceeded to get sick all over her plate. She was understandably pretty lethargic the rest of the night, and surprisingly passed up an opportunity to sleep in my bed. As I was putting her to bed in her own room, I showed her the trash can she would need to use if she felt sick again. She walked over to it, threw up a few times, and then went to bed. She slept through the night, seemed fine the next morning, and the only remnants of the illness are the stories she tells us about getting sick.
Tuesday morning, as we were all getting ready, Joey fell and cracked his head on the side of the bathtub (wood siding). After I calmed him down and took him upstairs to change his clothes, my fingernail cut his arm. Rough morning for the little guy.
Tuesday evening while Melanie and I were at gymnastics, Jeff was reportedly on his "death bed" - and he was sick all that night. I slept on the couch to avoid that. Wednesday he felt better, and by Thursday he seemed to have shaken whatever it was he had.
If this is the worst that happens, we are doing allll right!
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