Reply to my wonderful friend who ask, "Post Much?"

Darling, darling, darling.... : )

Do I have a story for you! But before that I do apologize for being absent. I've been busy at work and also had to APPLY, yes apply, for my OWN job. (crazier things have happened I guess) We are in another round of wonderful layoffs - when does it end? - It doesn't.

OK, so Monday was an OK day or so I thought. Woke up fine, went to work fine, treated Brian to lunch since he saved me last week, came back to work fine. Then all the sudden - it erupted my stomach. I was sitting here at my desk working and had to make a mad dash to the restroom. I didn't even have time to latch the door. Over and over and more violently it came up. At this point it was more dry heaves than anything else. Once I thought I was OK, I washed my hands... - Oops there it goes again - running back to the stall. At this point I was sweating profusely, had my sweater off and about to pass out on the floor. Once again I gathered myself and made it back to my cube. I called Melanie (co-worker) over to help me. Help me how? I don't know - maybe just to hold my hand? I started getting sick all over again in my trash can, I couldn't make it back to the restroom as I felt terribly faint. Melanie, an Angel, went and got me ice to put on my neck and then more for my forehead. I called Bri and told him he HAD TO TAKE ME HOME NOW. I remember Melanie rubbing my back. I know we had conversation - but I don't remember what I said. I'm sure I wasn't making any sense. She walked me to the car, making sure I had my legs that I wasn't going to pass out. She and Bri poured me in and that's all she wrote. Until about half way home. I woke up out of a dead sleep to puke in a HY-VEE bag. I laugh now because Brian was having a conniption fit as I was getting sick in his vehicle. Once home I unloaded the bags to him and headed straight for bed. I didn't wake till that next morning!

Tyler pulled one over on me, I let him stay home. He complained of his stomach hurting and because I didn't have my truck (still left at work) I had no way to get him. It was at lunch time & between my several naps that he asked if we could have Chinese for lunch. UM, no - you're home sick! Then that afternoon after school was out he wanted to play with friends - no, you're sick. That night - video games - no, you're sick. He did miss a food fight at school, THANK GOODNESS he was home as I am sure he would have thrown a grape! ; )

OK, well hope I didn't gross you out too bad. That's pretty much been it for the week.

Peace!