okay, i know little ceasar's is not the best...but when you're short on cash and they have $5 large pizzas, it sounds pretty good...(and i'm pregnant, so weird things pop in my head.)
anyway, jerry and i have been working the past 3 days on sanding down jacob's dresser and armoire to restain to match his new bed. after applying the first coat of stain and seeing the bad quality of the wood, we nixed that idea and have decided to paint it.
so not the point. the point is, we've been working really hard and i just knew i was going to sleep so well last night.
i did...until about 5 a.m. jacob came in our room to get in bed with us. jerry said he wasn't feeling well. all of the sudden i had the worst stomach pain ever.
i was so scared.
i got up and went in the restroom and immediately broke into a dripping sweat...literally.
i leaned against the sink and i think i passed out. i woke up on the floor not knowing what happened.
i don't know if it was the pizza or what, but needless to say, little ceasar's won't be seeing us anytime soon.
i'm up this morning not feeling great, but bearable.
let's hope it passes.