if you’re into battling a gastrointestinal bug. This one’s produced feverish chills and some of the more exquiste cramping I’ve ever experienced. I’m afraid to introduce much into my system, anticipating this alimentary evil’s reaction.
What really stinks is it happened on the weekend. No, not because it ruined my time away from work — because it kept me from helping Kath out with the boys. I have a pretty narrow window of time I get to spend with them during the week, usually from about 7:00a to 8:00a and again from 6:30p to around 7:30p. A fair amount of that time is feeding them, getting them dressed or ready for bed.
Weekends are when I really get to play (and let Kathy have some “sanity time”). Thankfully I’ve had some small windows of no chills and no cramping, so I haven’t entirely missed out on that fun. Hopefully Kathy’s sanity hasn’t entirely departed too.