Mom's don't get sick. They just don't. They have super powers to protect them so they are always there when you need them. Pregnancies aside, last time I was throwing up sick, I was 13. That was until yesterday... I am still not exactly sure what happened. Was it the long walk/run in the morning? Was I just completely dehydrated? Did I just not eat enough before we headed out in the morning? Had my super powers finally ran out? It started with a headache that felt like it was going to turn into a migraine. By the time we got to lunch, I was shaking. I tried to eat a few bites and that didn't help. I got back in the car (so glad I wasn't driving) and prayed I would be able to make it home. Came close but no such luck. To make matters worse it was pouring down raining. The kids were due home in an hour and there was no way I could meet them at the bus. Thankfully, I have some awesome neighbors that I couldn't live without. And last night I needed them. Yes, the kids could have fended for themselves and been just fine. But the house wouldn't have been quiet. I probably wouldn't have slept. And who knows I might still be on the couch today. Instead I woke to a quiet house, cold ginger ale in the fridge, and saltine crackers on the counter. It was the test of a true friendship and I am glad to say they passed. Thank you!
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