What ever would have made me think that the vomit bug passed over me and Becca? If one of us gets it, we all go down. Hard. Last night it took Becca and me OUT.
It was the worst night of my life. Flashing back and forth between barfing and helping Becca barf. At one point I think I passed out on the bathroom floor, too weak to hold my head up or move. I woke up with my head on someone else's regurgitation.
It was beyond horrendous. It was the stuff of my nightmares, every hour all night long. One or both of us was getting sick.
BLLLLLECH!!!! Do you feel like you need to disinfect yourself after reading this? I just need to get better enough to go upstairs and deal with the HazMat sitch.
Hospice files: P. goes home
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