Thank the Lord for grandparents who live only five minutes’ down the road, and who can take all three children at the drop of a hat.
Jane and I spent most of today in bed asleep, fighting some kind of fleeting, flu-like tummy bug. We ached all over: eyes, joints…everywhere! I felt very, very nauseous. I had a bucket beside my bed—it was that serious.
Reuben, Joshua and Isaac were delivered back to the sick-house just before 6pm, as Jane and emerged from our half-day hibernation.
I’m still feeling quite fragile, but a couple of glasses of Coca Cola have really helped with the nausea. I just hope I can sleep tonight, though. Now, that would be ironic.