Misery loves company

Remember a few weeks ago how B and I both got a nasty stomach flu? Incredibly, we both managed to catch it again. Except this time it was much much worse. We've both spent the last three days in bed or throwing up. I have lost 6 1/2 pounds and have eaten practically nothing. Rufus has not been sympathetic to my plight - his kicks are slight, but when your stomach is already hurting, it doesn't help.

Hopefully, by the end of the weekend we'll be as good as new and ready for a big week next week with the ultrasound appointment on Monday, an OB checkup on Friday, and my sister's wedding on Saturday. Wish us luck!