Saturday, August 11, 2007
Our very own Florence Nightingale
Yesterday I woke up with a very sick stomach, the kind where you actually wish you could throw up just so you can have a few moments of feeling better. It was not very fun. Luckily, Tim didn't have to go in to work so he could take care of Marcus while I moaned from the couch or the bed. Then Marcus took a nap and woke up crying. Why? Because he'd thrown up too. It's so much worse when little ones are sick because they don't understand. Poor Tim had to spend his time changing sheets and emptying my throw up bowl. THEN when we thought things couldn't get any worse, Lucy (our cat) threw up too. Thank you, Tim. You are our blessed blessed angel and I have no idea how we all would've made it through yesterday without you.
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Katie, I hope you and Marcus are feeling better tonight. And, Tim, I am very proud of you...I remember when you wouldn't even get close to that kind of stuff when you were a lot younger. You are a great husband and father. Hope you don't get sick either. Love you guys!
"Get well, get well soon, we want you to get well!" (from Seinfeld) Hope you guys are feeling better!
Goodness I hope you all feel better and that Tim doesn't get it.
Hope you all feel better! Throwing up is my least favorite way to be sick.
Thanks for all the well wishes everyone! I had to sub in Relief Society on Sunday so I had to feel better by then. The lesson went well, but I'm still not 100% again. Marcus was only sick on Friday so that's good. Tim's fine. Oh, and so is Lucy :)
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