...because I'm sure you're dying to know.
My stomach is still healing. We know this because its contents came out once again this evening on our way into church. We turned right around and went home.
Since I seem to be able to go 48 hours between incidents, my parents feel they are safe to move about town until sometime Monday evening. At that point they will put me on a chair and drape me with towels holding a bowl under my chin.
Unless my tummy heals before then. Mom and Dad are praying it does.
Seriously. My parents say parenting is not for the weak. It takes stamina. Lots and lots of stamina...
My stomach is still healing. We know this because its contents came out once again this evening on our way into church. We turned right around and went home.
Since I seem to be able to go 48 hours between incidents, my parents feel they are safe to move about town until sometime Monday evening. At that point they will put me on a chair and drape me with towels holding a bowl under my chin.
Unless my tummy heals before then. Mom and Dad are praying it does.
Seriously. My parents say parenting is not for the weak. It takes stamina. Lots and lots of stamina...
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Oh, Jamey. Your poor mom. It's time for that tummy to calm down! :)
praying for ya'll!
That visual has me still laughing out LOUD! "You're staying here until you VOMIT, doggone it!" Still laughing...
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