Beyond 3 year olds...

So, it turns out the kid was the least of my worries this week. We had a great rest of our day, got a lot done and ended the day on great terms. I went to my FRG meeting, as planned and had a great time. Got home, went to bed and woke up at 2:30 a.m. puking my guts out and in tons of pain. Great. So now it's Friday night and I'm still puking what guts I have left out and in tons of pain. Went to the doctor on Wednesday and didn't get any answers. Might to to ER tonight. We'll see. It's a damn 40 minute drive to our hospital and I'm not sure I want to be in a car that long on these winding roads in the shape I'm in. :( So much for an all star weekend. We're supposed to have a BBQ here tomorrow and I'm like, not if I'm still puking. I don't want Keith to run off to something fun this weekend if we cancel our bbq because then I'll be alone again. He was gone on assignment until yesterday so I've been alone most of the time Ive been sick and I'm tired of it all. I just want it to stop. please.