Friday, July 29, 2011
Tales of a stomach bug
I even slept through the picture above--Valkyrie had her kittens Thursday afternoon. 4 wee ones, 3 black and 1 smoky grey. All in good health and mama is calm and fine. I thought she might be edgy or upset--she is really a babe herself at 6 months old, but she was and is, the picture of contentment. (and I am too, both for knowing that they are all fine and for knowing that there are homes lined up for those sweet little ones 8 wks from now!)
Today I woke up still feeling like death, but not as badly. My co worker begins her vacation today so there was no escaping work. I slogged in, with my mega large bottle of Diet Gingerale under my arm and waded into the day. Amazingly at almost exactly 2:00 p.m. I suddenly felt GREAT! And I have felt great ever since. I am exceedingly lucky since the many residents I spoke with today told horror stories of this lingering on for 4 days.
But I still begrudge losing that entire Thursday. Sleeping till 6 a.m. is late for me. Going to bed before 10:30 or 11 is early for me. Sleeping all day is pretty much unheard of. I missed my X Games date with Rob. I didn't find out who the Patriots signed till today. I didn't do showers and stories with the littles. In fact I didn't really SEE my kids till today. So there's lots of loving on to make up for, X Games to watch, and a luau to get ready for!