Good Thoughts...

Last week I got a BIG bug from hell. 

I haven't been sick since before I was pregnant with Audrey, and it came on so suddenly, so violently. It completely destroyed me from about 8pm-4am last Monday evening, with hardcore attacks about every hour-and-a-half. By 3am, I was so dehydrated that I actually blacked out, and woke up in the hallway at Judy and Steve's house with my pointy diamond ring perfectly jammed into my face, leaving me with a black-eye just in time for our anniversary celebration.

Lovely. 

I just couldn't keep ANYTHING down. It was miserable.

I blamed the Stonehouse and their Ahi Salad, but was relieved that it wouldn't be contagious. 

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Or so I thought...

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The next day it hit Steve {and his stomach of steal}.

Two days later- my mom.

The day after that- little Ian.

Two days later- Mato.

Today- Amy. 

SO SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hoping this is the end to a nightmare before Christmas viral attack on my family, and wishing Amy {and whoever could be next} a speedy recovery. 

Cheers {to Pepto Bismol} and healthy new year!

love, kerry