It is happening.
People are starting to throw up.
If I haven't mentioned this before, I avoid throwing up like the plague. Because it is the plague. I would rather lay completely still for 24 hours than throw up once. I am not one of those people who can throw up and then go on with their life. I think throwing up gives me Post traumatic Stress Disorder. Even writing about it makes me queasy.
I digress.
People are starting to throw up.
We had lunch with Cambel on Monday and one of his classmates ate his greasy pizza and gulped his milk. And then threw up while I literally backed away and yelled at him to find a trash can.
Another classmate was at home with the flu.
My niece spent a night throwing up last week (we're still debating if they will be de-germed by the time we get together for Christmas).
You probably know someone who is throwing up. It touches us all.
Cambel asked me last night if this is the season of the throw-ups.
Yes son, the season of the birth of Christ, goodwill toward men, and the throw-ups.
3 comments:
I am laughing hysterically!!!!! YOu are too funny:) Hope the throw ups don't visit your home!
I sincerely hope the throw ups miss your house. We seem to be surrounded by people who have it but so far Lydia is the only casualty.
We got it too! ONly half the family, so I am hoping it reamins that way. I hate it - but this post is hilarious!
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