I had an entire post planned out, plus a letter to HJ, but it turns out that my body has been tag-teamed by both intestinal outlets & I have spent the past 15 hours begging God for mercy.
Just fyi, spaghetti is not easy to clean up when you expel it into a bathtub. & Gatorade changes the color of your poop when your system is screaming so loudly that it can’t pass Go! or collect $200.
On the plus side, I have learned that this is a massive stomach virus circling my work industry (K, write that down) & that it’s usually done with in 24-48 hours. This is uber-comforting considering I spent the majority of last night sobbing that I was about to miscarry again after my body cleaned itself out.
::lovingly pats ute above the pubic bone:: Good thing we see HJ in just 3 days 
