Death’s Door

I swear that’s where I was this weekend, right there on the threshold.  Last Wednesday I came up to visit my sister in Charelston, Illinois for a nearly two week getaway.  I arrived Wednesday afternoon and that night my niece woke up with the flu.  Or actually, she didn’t really wake up but had to be woken up.  How anyone can sleep while they’re going through something like that is beyond me.  Thursday she was feeling fine but was kept sequestered in her room just in case.  Well, Friday afternoon my brother in law came home from work with the flu.  By Saturday he was feeling better which was just in time for me to pay tribute to the porcelin throne that night.  And pay I did.  All. Night. Long.  Talk about misery.  So here it is Monday afternoon and it looks like I didn’t die afterall.  Whoo Hoo!  But just as I’m feeling better my nephew came home from school with it.  Go figure.  But in between people puking we have managed to go out and see some local sites that I’ll post about later.  Man, this vacation is one for the books.

8 thoughts on “Death’s Door

  1. Pics, or it didn’t happen.

    On second thought forget the pics, I believe you.

    I had the front row seat to that show and let me tell ya, no one wants to see that.

  2. So sorry you got sick! Glad it didn’t last long for you though!

    Dude, it was awful! I actually got a little teary (amazing any formed b/c I was so dehydrated) in the afternoon b/c I had had it for so long and couldn’t stop throwing up. Remember when I had to go to the hospital or clinic in Rexburg and get a shot b/c I was so sick? I seriously thought I was going to have to do that again. Thank goodness I didn’t.

    • I do remember that!! Glad it didn’t get that bad for you this time!! I hate hate hate being sick. I’m pumping myself full of antibiotics and cough syrup as I type this. Gotta love the meds.

      I hope you don’t get it!

  3. Hope your family’s feeling better (and yourself). Stomach flu must be really, no pun intended, sickening.

    It is sickening but I think we’re all finally better…finally.

  4. That is the WORST kind of sick there is, man. I feel for ya.

    It really is. At least the worst I’ve experienced. But now it’s gone and hopefully won’t come back for another 7 years like the time before…or won’t come back at all for that matter!

  5. I don’t know how it skipped me…hopefully I’m not jinxing myself and yes Pammy…I was ultra damned tired of all of it!! Did more laundry in those few days than all last month probably. Gotta love it. Maybe not. 🙂

    I’m pretty sure you’re in the clear. How you managed that I don’t know but lucky you did!!

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