Day 132: The Lost Day.
Today was awful. It was like a scene from every horror movie ever made and a few of my worst nightmares. I’ll save the most graphic details but just know that it’s hard to be a
good mom good person functional human being when you start your period and get the stomach flu on the same day and there is no one to take care of you while you somehow have to take care of 3 small demons monsters children who are pretty much completely dependent on you for their survival. And that’s what today was… survival. I couldn’t keep anything down and had a fever of 103º. By the time Kai was able to come home I was passed out on the floor from low blood sugar and dehydration and when he got me awake I was pretty incoherent. Scary times. He gave me some water and put my phone in reach, I was still on the floor somewhat incoherent, took the kids to grab dinner and some purple Gatorade for me. It’s a few hours later and I’ve managed half a small bottle of Gatorade and I’ve only thrown up once!
I never want to feel like this again. I’m thankful for a high fever that makes the memories of today pleasantly hazy. I’m pretty sure I don’t want to remember any of it.