Having just sat town at the restaurant and looking forward to a nice spicy Thai meal, Phineas promptly throws up...hot dogs to boot. Throw up may not quite describe it as much as projectile vomit.
The bug made its way around our family this weekend. Saturday evening Isaac threw up just as Lynn made it to the store. Later tha tnight Gideon and I were taking turns throwing up. Gideon was hilarous and a great trooper- I'll leave it to Lynn to give the quotes.
As I was laying on the bed in sickness and leaning over the toilet- I was reminded of how many people are in dire pain everyday. The reflection brought back some much needed perspective.
This video is not for the faint of heart. I thought it was perhaps fake until what I experienced this weekend.
Posted by andyp at June 10, 2007 10:25 PM | TrackBackOk, now's the time I"m glad you're on the other side of the country. But I was praying for you all to have some kinda sanity during all the sickness. Wowsers.
Posted by: katiek at June 11, 2007 5:21 PM