Don’t say Omit-Vay
I wasn’t going to bring up how an awful virus hopped from my 5-year old (Wednesday night) to the 1-year old (Thursday night) to me (Friday night) to John (last night). But tonight I checked in on some of my favorite blogs, and One Good Thing reports she had the same type of “holiday,” which she posted about under the title “Worst. Thanksgiving. Ever.”
So, if you, too, spent your weekend lugging armloads of vomit-filled bed linens to the washing machine in the middle of the night and lining wastebaskets with grocery bags and placing them next to bedsides, you can now take comfort in knowing you weren’t the only barfers.
jennifer, it’s strange you mention this becuase it really did seem to be floating around this past weekend- my little sister, step-brother-in-law and step-niece all succumbed to the vomiting. Did Al Qaeda release something into the turkey supply or what?
Actually, I suspect Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Circus, which we attended Tuesday night. Then we began falling like dominos, or, if you prefer, like midget clowns tumbling out of a Volkswagen.
Had the fiancee barfing every half-hour from 2:30am Sunday morning until 8pm. Finally decided to hit the ER where her arm sucked down two liters of IV fluid and various other drug-based goodies.
It was so awful that I’m sure she’ll be completely unmoved by the fact that she wasn’t the only one >8)
Oh no! Worst Thanksgiving Ever for Justin’s fiancee, too.
a few people i know, myself included, were affected by something over the holiday…not excatly barf-inducing, but stomach-churning nonetheless. justin, hope your fiancee is feeling better. same to everyone else.