Barf.

I have always loved that funny word. However, I HATE doing it...with a PASSION!!! So, needless to say, Monday night was SO not fun for me. I got home from class around 9:30 that night and it began at 10 and lasted until about 3:30. Poor Ben went on a gatorade run around 4:00AM and luckily I was able to keep that down and did not have to go in for IV fluids. However, I seriously thought about it. I even thought about asking one of my nurse friends to come over and start an IV because I felt too crappy to even roll out of bed! I mean seriously...how ridiculous is that!??!! If you can't tell....I was pretty miserable. Not sure if it was food poisoning or a virus...but either way I am SO thankful it is gone! I had a routine OB appointment yesterday (Mary Collins is doing well... yay:) and spent the rest of the day sleeping in sweet phenergan land. Still feeling pretty zonked but I'm pretty sure I will survive! Not that I don't take pity on them already, but now I will totally be able to empathize with my barfing prego patients!