I have absolutely no idea what I ate yesterday, but I was sick from about 4pm on. I drug myself off the couch to get Reagan and drive to the store to meet Jim. I struggled to walk through the grocery store and it was all I could do to get home.
I didn't even eat. I tried a bite, but my stomach said "heck no dude". I puked multiple times in my mouth and didn't move much until Jim was ready to get Reagan in bed.
I crawled upstairs to "read books" (I laid down on the floor) and put her in bed. I did help, I laid next to her crib on the floor and held her hand. She likes that. After about a half an hour, I crawled back downstairs to the couch and fell asleep for the night. Ugh
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