Paranoia

On Tuesday, when I took Annelise to school, I overheard her ask a friend why she had not been there the day before. The friend replied that she had been at home throwing up all day. (Great, and you are back today!!) So, then of course, the paranoia set in. My stomach and head have been hurting ever since. I have asked Annelise so many times if her tummy hurts that now she thinks it does. Poor thing. I am making her into a hypochondriac way before her time. Then I picked her up today (after finishing the beautiful bulletin board I did for her class) and the teacher tells me, "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but one of the students just threw up." Great. Now I feel even worse and I think I could vomit any minute. Most of it is because my mom, dad, sister, brother-in-law and both neices had this tummy bug about 2 weeks ago and I laughed at them and made fun. I should have known better. That just makes me extra paranoid that I am getting it now. To top it off, my wire on the bottom set of braces popped out and is scratching a hole in the side of my cheek. They are going to let me come in and pop it back in today- that is if I haven't puked everywhere by then. I am probably fine, it is just this little annoying feeling of nausea that is tugging at me. I know it is all in my head. I had Chinese for lunch, so let's hope it is just paranoia.... Yesterday was just a jumble. I don't know how else to describe it. The girls took long, long naps which was great. The phones for the office were ringing off the hook, so I was busy for a while with that. Then we went to the first soccer practice last night. Emmaline was so good. She only cried once- mostly because she is so anal and such a perfectionist. She loved it and can't wait to go again. A little while after we got there I noticed that on the field right next to us were a lot of people we had gone to church with. They were almost all people who had supported us and were sad to see us go, so it was good to see them, but they wanted to know why we felt like we couldn't come back and talked about how they needed us and loved us. It was tough, because "Why do you feel like you can't come back" is a hard question. It is difficult to put the answer into words without sounding cynical or bitter- and I am neither of those things. So, that left me in a bit of a tizzy. We went out to eat with the soccer coach and his family and had a good dinner, and then went home and got into bed late and just crashed. Today has been a bit better. The girls were so good this morning on the way to school- they were holding hands the whole way. I did the bulletin board pretty quickly and it looks great if I do say so myself. I rewarded myself with a honey latte from Barnes and Noble- which doesn't do much for a headache or fake nausea, but it was still good. Then I went and got a new Clemson t-shirt from Knickerbockers- hopefully to take to the Clemson/Alabama game in August. We should find out soon if we will be able to get tickets or not. Well, that is it for now, I think I am going to throw some laundry in and lie down.......