oh gee whiz MzJay, did your H's OW run out of laundry detergent again? And what are YOU supposed to do, run out to the store when he's at the casino and you are so sick that you can hardly stand up?
Boy oh boy, you had that bug bad. I'm glad you're a bit better. Snodderly is right, ginger ale is great for nausea and vomiting. Let it go flat if the carbonation bothers your stomach. Did you keep the apple juice down?
"H is at the casino. Txted often, "very concerned", "if you want me to come home say so". Really? I'm deathly ill and passing out.... if I have to ask you to come home, I don't think I want you home!"
I'm glad you did not fall for that "if you want me to come home" line. When my H's Russian Tramp was over here in March for her conjugal visit, I developed a rapid heart rhythm (over 200!!) and had to have a cardiac ablation. My sons told their dad that I was in the hospital, and I got that same line, if you want me to come home, just let me know. I said yes, I need you, please come home. He told me he and the Tramp were on the Staten Island ferry, but he'd be home by 5 pm. He showed up three days later. Showed just where I fit in his scheme of important things
You are a strong and wonderful woman, J. I hope and pray for you that you realize that soon. And that you make it to the track meet! Tell your son we all wish him luck!
