craig woke up at 2 am and went downstairs. i heard him get up and said, "what are you doing." he said, "going to the bathroom." i rolled over, heard him go down the stairs and cough then fell back asleep.
what i didn't realize was that he was sick. when i woke up at 5:45 am i got out of bed and realized he wasn't there.the kitchen light was on but i didn't see craig in the kitchen or living room. then i found him. he was in some sort of half conscious state on the guest bed.
he is terribly sick. the kind of sick that comes out two directions. the kind of sick that gets rugs, towels and sheets dirty. the kind of sick you never want to encounter. the kind of sick that requires both of us to call off of work.
thankfully my boss was very understanding and was just as worried about him as i was. i called the doctor about 9 am and they said to come in at 11:15 am. he wasn't happy about our adventure but after a little sleep he agreed to go to see the doc.
he doesn't have the flu. his temp isn't high enough and he doesn't have the sinus issues that go along with it. it's a virus. a terrible, horrible, no good very bad virus! he hasn't thrown up in about 4 hours - this is a big deal considering he threw up approx. 20 - 30 times over night into the morning. i'm hoping he's on the road to recovery. now if i can get some food in him.
sorry if that was too much information.
now for the one little awesome thing...
i got to see our bagster get picked up. they came a little after 8 this morning. i heard the truck and ran to watch out the front window. it was just as wonderful as i imagined it would be. it was so exhilarating to see our trash get scooped up and disappear into the back of the big green truck. be still my heart!
i hear craig making noise. got to go check on him!
thanks for your prayers.
