Okay, I'm back.  With a little more stamina.  Not a lot, but more than yesterday.

Long story short, I was up all night on Wednesday night.  Sicker than I've been in a very long time, if ever.  Everything hurt, felt like I was going to pass out on the way to the bathroom.  I did actually lay down on the bathroom floor, but I don't know if I passed out or not.  I remember that laying down was preferable to falling down and that seemed like my only other option.  As soon as Rachel seemed to 'get it all up' and sleep soundly, Spencer started getting sick.  I changed his bedding and clothing put him back to bed.  To my horror, I remember now that if he didn't start crying I didn't check on him because I didn't think I would make it the 10 feet to his room without collapsing.  Mike got up with him, so I have no idea if he was sleeping in vomit all night.

Mike stayed home and took care of the kids yesterday.  He did a fantastic job too.  Apparently for the first half of the day Spencer puked everytime he stood up, and Rachel just whined and cried all the time.  They drank a little bit of pedialyte in the evening and had a few crackers, but that was it.  They didn't even ask for more.  Both napped twice as long as normal, and still went to bed without a peep.  Mike said at about 5 till 6, Rachel got up and went into her room saying 'ni-ni'.

I hurt everywhere, so badly that I couldn't sleep.  Since I couldn't even keep down water, I agonized for over an hour about taking an advil so I could sleep.  When I looked at the clock and realized that 'over an hour' had barely been 10 minutes, I made the decision to risk it.  Luckily it stayed down and about a half hour (for real this time) later I was out for much of the day.  I woke feeling better and made the classic mistake of getting up and moving around.  I was back in bed a short while later and didn't get up again till this morning.

Feeling much better this morning, but certainly not back to normal yet.  Mike went back to work and the kids are almost normal.  A little more willing to just sit and watch tv than normal, but eating and drinking just fine which is a relief.  Hopefully by tomorrow it will feel like it was just a horribly bad dream.

Today will be all about cleaning and doing laundry.  I did a little while the kids were in the bath, but I needed to take a break, so I'll just do what I can throughout the day.