Well, I've finally been able to crawl off the couch long enough to come update you (I'm pretending you care). Things were NOT pretty for a while here (at one point, Marc-Adam, who also started throwing up, was laying up against me while I was laying up against the toilet....we were a sad sight). It must be something we ate. Zachary dodged this altogether, thank goodness. The rest of us were not so lucky. The last time someone threw up was about noon (it was me....I wasn't able to even keep water down) and we all had some peanut butter toast for dinner. So far, so good.
So, if we can keep getting better, it looks like we're go for our concert tomorrow night. Can't wait!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Ick.
Posted by Alli at 4:46 PM
Labels: blah blah blah, it's all about me
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3 comments:
Of course we care! I'm glad that the worst seems to be over. I hope you guys enjoy your concert tomorrow night.
Are you guys better? I hope you got to go to the concert!
Hoping you're feeling better and looking forward to the concert! And yes, we do care. =)
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