Happy Valentines Day

I got some sort of flu bug last night, I've been a little sick this week (not enough to really bother me or effect my routine). Well I spent last night praying to the porcelain god (among other things) because my body was determined to get rid of everything I ate or drank during the last 24 hours. Around 4am, I jumped up to run to the bathroom and must have lost myself along the way because I woke up on the floor in some weird position. I was a bit confused, Larry came in and inspected the damage. I think I asked him to kill me at some point, but instead I got a blessing and then went back to bed. My fever broke sometime around 5am and I was able to start sipping water so I wouldn't pass out again. It took half a gallon of water before I could stand up straight.

I looked in the mirror this morning and it looks like I got beat up. I have a fat lip with cuts on the top and bottom, a bruise over my eye and one on my upper cheek. That's what happens when I pass out, I hit things on the way down. I'm just lucky I didn't break my teeth or something else, that would be costly to fix without health insurance. The last time I was this sick was 3 years ago, I passed out then too - it's not uncommon for me, it happened twice when Larry was in the Air Force. I went to the ER and they asked me if I was scared. I was confused. They were trying to figure out if Larry beat me up as I later learned. I mean, how else would a person get 3 bruises on the head or face? It's because I find a way to hit one or two things on the way down.

Yay pictures!





Happy Valentines Day! :D