sick days

I was at work on Monday night when Ransom called to tell me that Conrad threw up. I quickly grabbed my stuff and came home. He had never thrown up before and I think it freaked him out. You never would have guessed he was sick because he would run around like his usual crazy self and then suddenly he would throw up, cry for a few minutes, and then was running around again. I was lucky enough to be thrown up on a few times, but luckily Ransom was home to take care of Conrad while I showered! I hope it's at least another couple years before he throws up again.

Conrad was mostly better on Tuesday, but I stayed home with him just to be sure. When I went to bed that night I started feeling gross, but I thought I was just being paranoid. At 3am it was my turn to throw up. I threw up until 8 that night and it has never hurt so bad to throw up. Ransom was nice enough to take off work so that he could help take care of Conrad and I. I had my fingers crossed all day that I would feel better because Lindsey and I had tickets to go to the Backstreet Boys concert, 7th row on the floor. Unfortunately, I had to miss it. Today is much better, just working on getting some strength back and an appetite! -Katie