That’s what I’ve been doing since I went to bed. Tossing and turning, just on the edge of sleep. Then, finally, I heard it. This is why I couldn’t sleep, I guess. The coughing that sounds like, you got it, throwing up.
Luckily, Brother threw up mostly on the car rug near his bed. Unfortunately, there was such copious amount, I still had to scrub the carpet. Anyone know how I can get chocolate colored vomit off the carpet?
I was reminded of this post. Timing is everything. God-incidence.
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