Miraculously, I am the only person awake in the house at 5:30 on a Friday afternoon...
The stomach flu has stormed through the Marchese household and taken both Grace and me hostage. Gavin, Felix, and Mimi have seemed to weather the storm thus far, but it's not over till the fat lady sings, and I'm not singing! :) The last 4 days have been filled with pediatrician visit after pediatrician visit, I literally went 3 times in 1 day!! After getting a virus diagnosis, I suddenly came down with the same symptoms- and they weren't pretty. In the last two days I've drank 2 liters of Ginger Ale and managed to eat 5 crackers- it's truly a great diet plan, but I feel like I have the world's worst hangover because I'm still uber dehydrated! I can't even imagine how poor Gracie must feel- she just can't decide if she wants to lay down, sleep, be held, play.. and I haven't seen a "real" smile in almost a week. Poor baby! On top of that, we've got her molars coming in- the bottom left has come through and both the bottom right and upper left are starting to. I guess when it rains it pours, eh?
We never did make it to the Disney on Ice show. We had to give up our tickets, because Grace was too sick and I didn't want anyone else to get this monster sickness, especially other immuno-suppresed kiddos. No fun!
Off to bathe my babe- hopefully she'll feel a bit better. She's down to 17 lbs 10 oz wet and with clothes on... NOT a good sign... Prayers, please!!