So the past week has not been easy for the three of us. First Mike was in the hospital with this horrid stomach virus, then it put me in the hospital two days later. However, the virus isn't quite done with me yet. Anyway, while I was at LGH they gave me morphine which now I have learned I am quite allergic to. It wasn't pretty. I could've died. Poor Mike didn't know what to while I was screaming bloody murder at him, the nurses and the doctor. I was in so much pain. Well after all that I made it home alright. Now Heather is starting to get the tell tale signs of the virus, so we're taking her in to see her doctor. I hope we get to the end of all of this soon, I am tired of having my head buried in the toilet.
As you can imagine Mike didn't have the most extravagent father's day. I promise we'll do it better next year.
Well I need to call the doctor and go to bed. Woo.
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