Well, Zoodle got past his stomach bug.
Then Chickie got it, in a different form--not as bad, but still not fun.
Then I--the one who hadn't had a stomach bug in maybe 15 years--got it.
I was not a happy camper. I remember having one of these viruses when I was a teenager and musing how absolutely dreadful it felt. And when it happened again, I found that my memories were pretty accurate. It's not fun. Thankfully it was a quick, 24-hour thing, and it happened on the weekend, when The Engineer could cover for me with the kids. By Monday morning I felt fantastic again.
But feeling crummy made me think about all the people I know, or know of, who have had chemotherapy, and the terrible side effects that go along with it--for a lot longer than 24 hours. It made me think about friends who have had terrible "morning sickness" all day long, for all nine months of pregnancy.
And it made me appreciate the fact that I'm usually healthy, and that when I get sick, I get over it quickly. I don't know if it will always be that way, but for now, I have a renewed gratitude for my health.
What is something positive that you tend to take for granted in your life? I hope you'll join me today in taking a minute to be thankful.