Sunday, March 11, 2007
I survived (again)...
My daughter Katie (the youngest) came down with a nasty stomach flu on Friday night. I spent most of the night sitting up with her. She was so bad off that even Kelly felt compelled to come over and spend a few hours comforting her. She couldn't keep anything down and was throwing up everything we put in her.
Despite constant hand washing, I somehow managed to get the virus. I had a headache by Saturday night and on Sunday morning I felt too poor to go to church. I was amazed by how quickly I went from feeling no-so-good to feeling awful. By noon, I was almost comatose with my heart stopping twice for about 10-15 seconds each. Thank goodness, Rachel was here by 10:00 and called 911 for me. I wasn't conscious for most of it, but did have the presence of mind to realize I was being loaded into an ambulance and taken to the hospital.
I started feeling like I was in the land of the living by Tuesday morning, but somehow, this bug slapped about 50 IQ points outta me. Now, a full week later, I still feel really dizzy, nauseaus, and plain ol' stupid. My current condition reminds me of a nasty handover, except that I didn't have a fun drunk before hand.
Hope you're doing better than I am...