Laid low…

We celebrated Tamsyn’s birthday a day early yesterday (which just so happens to coincide with Wouter’s birthday as well) and had a family braai with very nice steak, chicken, salads etc. Fun time was had by all. However in the wee hours of this morning Jessica came through to me complaining of a very sore stomach, now I had one as well (and as per usual was chalking it up to the inevitable burst appendix – one day it’ll happen!). So I gave her two comprals and sent her back to bed.. not to be outdone Tamsyn then woke up complaining of the same thing. Three women all struck down with really sore abdominal pain. I figured I couldn’t stay with the one and not the other so I lay down on the floor twixt their rooms figuring they’ll then be able to see me – nope Tamsyn then joined me on the floor and then a few minutes later, Jessica. So there we three were lying on the floor each one of us figuring our pain was worse than the other and wracking our brains trying to figure out what we’d eaten that the others hadn’t. A trip to the doctor this morning and he reckons we have a virus – bloody sore one let me tell you…Wouter on the other hand must have the constitution of an ox. Not the nicest way to celebrate a birthday…. Happy Birthday anyway, Tamsyn.