I say a little prayer for you...

I've got that song stuck in my head, sorry. This isn't going to be much of a blog because I feel like death. I have been up all night throwing up. I have nothing left in my body to push out yet I still throw up whatever water I've managed to drink in between barf sessions, sorry if that's TMI. I feel like hell. I wish Mark was here to take care of me, this sucks. =(


I finally had to call Trichelle because Hailey was hungry for lunch and I just couldn't make it for her. I tried to but the look and smell of food made me sick...again. So my life saver came and brought me some sprite and gatorade and fed Chewie and Hailey. She even did my dishes, lol. [love her] Right now Hailey is with Andres and Trichelle at their house to give me a break so I can get some sleep. I love them so much and I'm going to miss them once they leave. However, if Trichelle knew I was on here when I'm supposed to be in bed she would have my ass, lol. So I'm going back to bed in hopes that I can drink some sprite and not throw it up. If you could, can you say a small prayer for me? Hailey has school tomorrow and I can't be like this. Thanks so much.