The Sick Ward

Let me start this post by saying..I hate/detest/STRONGLY dislike being sick to my stomach!!! I would rather have most other things than throw up!
*Also I am sorry for the topic of this post, but it has been what we are dealing with for the past 4 days!

Walking around my house yesterday, the main image that came to mind was one of a sick ward! Cots, blankets, and sheets spread out and covering every bit of furniture like a medical tent thrown hurriedly up. The smell of Lysol floating in the air. Cups of sprite and 7up beside each person, and Saltine crackers and Chicken noodle soup waiting on the counters for our stomachs to stop churning. Which, as an aside, is probably why I dislike chicken soup and Sprite to this day, when I taste them I am immediately transported to a memory of being sick!

This nasty bug hit us quickly, wiping out 5 out of the 6 of us in 48 hours! Thankfully, it left just as quick as it came. Even though I was exhausted while I was trying to take care of MJ with only 3 hours of sleep and throwing up for the 5 hours before that, I am now glad that it did hit quick. I hate that dreaded feeling of waiting and wondering...will it hit?, who will it hit next? Am I in for it? It is like sitting there watching to see if their heads will start spinning! :/

But now my best friends (and I use the term "friend" loosely) have been my washing machine, Lysol, and CaviWipes! But the motivation has been good! Life goes on, sickness happens, but I would rather avoid it at all costs!