I've been sick. I never get sick. Zac came home Friday feeling sick, then threw up. I slept in Jac's room and put him in the bed with me. I woke up nauseated and tried to get to the bathroom to puke while Jac was asleep. Of course, Jac rolled off the bed while I was in the bathroom and started screaming. Between the waves of nausea, I managed to get him and put him in my parents' bed. Now, Dad is sick and I'm sure Mom will be next.
It's been a rough couple of days, but I hope it's almost over.
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