I was up all night last night - seriously.  I tried to go to bed at midnight and had such terrible stomach cramps.  I was up umpteen times to go to the toilet and I was coughing so hard I vomited.  I felt a lot like a dishrag.  I didn’t get any sleep.

I sent by bars with DH this morning.  If I decided not to go to the funeral he could drop them off for me. 

I got the kids up and ready for school.  I took them in and came home and went back to bed.  I had the alarm set to go off at 10:30.  If I felt better I would get ready and go - and if not, I would go back to sleep. 

The alarm went off and I decided not to go.  I felt terrible - and I didn’t want to expose anyone else to whatever I had.  Plus, I needed sleep and I didn’t want to drive on 2 hours of sleep.

I called my Mother and told her I wasn’t coming.  I called DH and asked him to drop off the bars.  He assured me he would be home to get the kids off the bus and I should go back to bed.  I slept like a rock.  I never heard him come in at all.  I got up about 2:00 p.m. and felt a little better  I ate something and watched a little TV. 

When he got the kids off the bus, I spent some time with them.  Erika read to me, and I gave Kyle a bath. 

I made supper and we ate.  The kids played and DH let them have an extra show tonight.  He put them to bed and I went to bed, too.  I was dozing and my sister called.  I spoke to her for a half hour and then got up and asked DH to take a hot tub.  We went for a hot tub and that felt good. 

I feel terrible that I missed the funeral today, but I have been sick off and on now for 2 weeks.  I just want to get over this.