So my three day weekend (Th, F, S) was going to be great. I’d worked 10 of the last 11 days and things had been a little crazy when I left work so I was looking forward to some R&R. Well, Thursday night at about 8:30 D decides to puke all over the kitchen floor. Puking 3 more times and having two really nasty diapers before 4am meant that he was a pretty sick puppy. Friday he seemed to ease up a little, no puking, no nasty diapers. However, I wasn’t feeling well and was spending lots of time in the bathroom.
That brings us to today. D wakes up and seems fine. I’m feeling better, though not 100% (stomach is still a little off) and Tammy is starting to feel sick. We were supposed to have a family birthday party for D at 4 o’clock but we’ve decided to cancel it.
Tomorrow is Mother’s Day and I will have the honor of taking care of my sick wife until I have to go to work at 2pm. Awesome! This weekend officially sucks!!!
