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Torture? I Got Your Torture Right Here!

2 sick kids, a husband getting sick, a FIL very sick and MIL trying to fight whatever's attacking her and me? Yeah, I've spent entirely too much time in the bathroom. This is not a pretty house. Monkey Boy seems to be much better though he still has a cough. Peanut though, she's not good at all. She's coughing, throwing up, can't breathe through her nose at all, all crusty and blech. Her ears are so red and she's yanking on them so much. Our neice is sick and Fluffy, my SIL that shares a house with them, came home early from work sick. Hopefully they will all feel better soon. We may very well be watching the big game at our respective houses.

I ate half a package of Oreos 2 days ago and had a "Zebra Mocha" at Caribou yesterday. That's a lot of chocolate for someone who is allergic to it. I call it an allergy. Other people call it "your body just doesn't like it". Hmm. Same thing to me. I'll cut to the chase on what it does. It's like ExLax for me. I literally have to RUN to the bathroom. It's not pleasant. I know what my limit is and thought that the coffee would be crossing the line but went with it anyway. Grrr. Woulda coulda shoulda. Torture I tell you.

Doctors Appointment number 2 is this afternoon for Peanut. Hopefully we can get this all cleared up for her. She's sleeping now, thank goodness. Hope the bug doesn't get all of you.

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