Yuck...

On Thursday, one of the children at the center became ill. This is nothing new to day care centers and, as I was the only person able to control my gag reflex, I cleaned it up. When I saw that the cleaning crew, who came in after the incident left a stain in the carpet, I once again, took on the job of clean up. I don't really mind as the entire job took about 2 and a half hours and that's about how much I had in overtime this week. So, I made $19.50 an hour, cleaning up vomit. Not bad.

However, now I feel sick. It's 1:01 am. I have to out of bed at 5:45 so I can get dressed, make breakfast, put lunch together and leave for work to be there by 8. I've already called to warn them that I may be out. I have spent the better part of the day in the bathroom, waiting to ill. I am still waiting. I wouldn't mind, of course, if I didn't actually throw up. However, I would like something to happen so I can at least curl into the fetal position and fall asleep for a few short hours. If I am not asleep in the next hour, I highly doubt that I will going to work in the morning.

We can't find the thermometer, but Mom says that I feel warm to her. That NEVER happens. I am usually cool, and often have a temperature below that of "normal" (my blood pressure is the same). So when it does register as slightly higher than "normal", I get a little concerned.

I guess I will have to wait and see.