I caught Andrew's stomach bug. I woke up at 5:00 a.m. with kind-of a bad feeling in my stomach plus a really bad heartburn (I don't normally get that, especially at night). Anyway, I went to the bathroom and was sick.
I waited until 7:00 and then called in to work. There was no way I was going to be able to make it in! This is my fourth time calling in in over 5 years of employment, so they know when I am sick, I really am sick.
Anyway, a couple hours later, I suddenly knew I was going to heave, so I ran to the bathroom (with Andrew following closely) and violently threw up--so much that it came out of my nose and I peed my pants just a little. Or I guess it was my pajamas. Whatever. Anyway, poor Andrew was scared and was whimpering, "Mom?" next to me. Poor little guy. I had to keep him back.
Rob went and got me some popsicles (the Dole real fruit ones, so at least I'm getting some Vitamin C, right?) so I ate one of those and just now finished a glass of ice (It sounded so good, where water sounds gross).
I am going to soak in the tub in a little bit here. At least the diarrhea seems to be gone; hopefully the throwing up is gone too (there's really nothing left in there).
By the way, for those of you who asked about Andrew, thank you for your concern. He only threw up the one time on Friday and was fine Saturday and Sunday. He never got a fever or anything, and was just eating a little less and seemed to not have his usual energy. He's 100% as of today. :)