We've had a shit of a week, its been horrible. Last week Seb upped the attitude anti and turned into a child of satan. Then he told me he had sore ears and it all clicked into place. The poor kid had a middle ear infection.
Over the weekend, hormones took a hold of me and sent the rest of my family running, that followed by gastro for me sunday night and Daisy all day monday i was starting to see the light at the end of my tunnel dissappear. Tuesday i was still nauseas but thought id humor my husband and have a fun outting at the beach. Then we lost his wedding ring. It is seriously such a horrid feeling loosing something that holds so much sentimental value.
Today i woke with a hopeful feeling that soon faded, it took about 10 goes to get out of the house and then when we were finally at our first stop in the shopping center J realised he didnt feel so flash. Next gastro victim has been taken down.
Im still waiting to see if Seb was the carrier or if he will be the lucky last victim. Please let it be the former
