June 17, 2009
Yes, you have seen that photo before. You are seeing it again because I’ve had the pleasure of cleaning up vomit since both my youngest son and daughter, were violently ill.
They woke early Monday morning, as in 4:00 a.m., spewing things no person should ever have to see, smell, clean up, try to forget about. I’m quite certain there are worse things in this life to have to deal with, however, when one is in the midst of a vomit storm, one does not care what others may or may not be dealing with.
I was able to go back to sleep for about an hour or so because my husband got up and dealt with the bulk (bad choice of word) of the situation but once he left for work, my day consisted of trying to sit on my ass to work but having very little success.
My children proceeded to tag team vomit ALL. DAY. LONG. and I know I’m probably sharing too much with you, but hey, that’s what friends do. SHARE.
They are both much better now, thank you. I’m hoping beyond hope that I do not get what they had, because let me tell you (ya, I just did), it was not pretty. And not for the faint of heart.
