Pre-funk projectile

So today was well.....an adventure. I've been watching the girls all week. For the most part everything has gone well. We are having a good time. I've been fighting a cold off and on all week. Well, the monster unleashed itself early. I didn't even have to leave the country to get the stomach flu.

Here is the scene. I took the girls to the mall in Frederick (about 35-40 minutes from the house). I didn't feel great when I woke up but nothing special. We went to the play area in the mall and the girls were having a great time. Then my stomach started feeling weird. I thought maybe I just needed to go to the bathroom or something. I told the girls we needed to go to the bathroom, but then crisis struck. To be completely graphic....I threw up in my hand on the way to the nearest trash can and proceeded to yack my guts all over the place. It was nasty and it didn't stop.

Hope (the 4 year old) was trying to keep track of Nora (the 2 yr old) while I tried to get my body under control. Luckily the customer assistance desk wasn't far away and a very brave woman came over and offered me a roll of papertowels. I felt so bad for her because she didn't really want to come near me and it was giving her the dry heaves. She even brought me a glass of water. So I tried to clean up my shorts, shirt and the rim of the trashcan. Of course it wasn't a wide open one.

So you'd think the drama would stop there. Oh no. That's silly. I felt somewhat better so I got the girls the promised icecream cone and finished up our time at the mall. Then we were on our way to pick up (Suzie) my sister-in-law about 25 mintues away. About 5 minutes into the car ride on a major highway with full traffic. I got desperately sick. I pulled over and yacked out the car door, again. Why these things couldn't happen at more convenient times I don't know.

So in less than 2 weeks time I have thrown up in a car twice. Good times. Such good times.

Then you'd think I couldn't possibly have any more in my stomach, but you didn't know that I drank some water as well. So, five minutes more as we are driving on the highway home....urgency strikes.

So, needless to say I am not going to try food or water for a while until this madness stops! Ug. Stomach pains. Grossness. Who needs this. At least I'm not trapped in some jungle. Or is this a fortelling of what is to come? Stay tuned to find out.

Love ya all,
Laura