Sick again...and again....and again...

Will it never end?!?!?!?!?!? How can we possibly be sick AGAIN?!?!?!?

**WARNING: Lots of disgusting references to vomit in this entry - Read at your own risk**

We got the flu over the weekend. The full-blown, everyone barfing, near-death experience, flu.

Danika started barfing Friday...Doug had to go get her from daycare because I was out of town. She had a rough day Friday, but Saturday she seemed all better. Hit the ground running in the morning, ate breakfast & lunch...everything seemed fine.

So...Doug took her to the mall to see the pets at the pet store. As he was walking her around...she barfed. All over herself, the stroller, the floor. He was thrilled to say the least. He brought her home and she had a rough afternoon and evening again. The next morning, I woke up feeling really sick, Doug woke up barfing, and Danika seemed fine.

UNTIL...the Superbowl started. Then...she barfed 4 times during the game. Doug was still tossing his cookies and I still felt like crap, and it was just one huge disaster. And to make it all WORSE, Danika gets scared when she starts to throw up and she runs around. Oh yes...a child with vomit spewing from her mouth running in circles in my living room. LOVELY. She managed to slime every piece of furniture in the room. It was awful. And dragging ourselves to clean it up when we are retching and gagging was miserable, too.

I started to throw up around midnight...and it got worse from there. Monday Doug was still recovering, I was worshipping the porcelain goddess all day long, but Danika was finally back in action for real...which made for a REALLY boring day for her. Doug and I were still so miserable at one point I woke up on the couch, I look across from me and Doug is sound asleep on the blue chair, and then glance to my side and Danika is sitting completely still in our big blue rocking chair. Not playing. Not watching tv. Not sleeping. Just sitting. And watching...us. Waiting for one of us to open our eyes. As soon as she saw me, she jumped up, ran over and asked, "Wake up now, mommy? Up now?" Poor kid was bored out of her skull.

Today is the first day the whole family has been back on their feet since Friday. What an awful time of year...we have been sick since NOVEMBER! I seriously think I'm going to lose my mind.

So....if you are wondering why I haven't written much in the blog this past week...there's your answer.

Now please excuse me...I need to go scrub vomit stains out of my couch and rug and use about 4 bottles of Lysol on my entire house.