You're all lucky I could barely sit upright without puking today, or it would have been an all day whining-a-thon about how sick I am.
Right after my morning cup of coffee, I felt like I was going to be sick. I realized it was going to happen immediately and my best option was (unfortunately) the kitchen sink. As I barfed, choked and heaved, little kid stood at my feet and begged me to make him chicken nuggets.
"You make me chicken nuggets?"
(Gag, choke) No. Go away, please (retch).
(Puke) One (gag, cough) minute. I'm sick.
I'm puking now!
"When you're done pukin'?"
It is very hard to be so sick and have kids around. Big Kid took pity on me and said, "Mom, I'm gonna take care of you today," then he looked at his computer screen and said, "or at least take care of myself. I'll just take care of myself and keep an eye on little kid. From here at my computer."
I lured little kid in bed with me to watch some Goonies, keeping his attention with gasps of "Monster!", "Bad guy!", "Pirate ship!" through my delirium. Later I got him to nap on the couch with me. I think Big Kid played Webkinz all day.
I've stopped puking but still feel crappy. Just finally good enough to share my misery with you all. I better be better tomorrow.