My girlfriend started working her overnights last night.

It didn't start out the greatest when I went to pick up Isabel from youth commission. She wasn't there, but still at the school. I then found out that's where she'll be from now on. OK, fine.

She ate supper just fine, and went to bed just fine. She did say something about her tummy hurting, but this was before bed time and she didn't mention it again.

Well, this morning she comes into my bedroom crying her little eyes out about her tummy still hurting. She told me she hadn't gotten any sleep all night because of the pain. She looked like she was feeling better, so I sat her on the couch with a little breakfast while I called her mom. After I got done talking to her I heard the poor thing coughing and crying. In the midst of all that, her body decided it didn't want to keep anything down, and she blew. All over the couch. As she was puking she was crying and calling my name. Now, I hate puke, just the sound of her doing it and the thought of me having to clean it all up was making me gag, and I almost threw up.

I I had to yell because she was in the other room, but i told her to run to the bathroom and puke in the toilet. I saw her running with her hand over her mouth and it was spraying everywhere. I could also see her shirt was covered almost completely in throw up. Well, this was bout the time I called work again to let them know that I had a sick child on my hands and that relief would be there about 9:00.

I tel you, I sure hope that it goes better next time I have to pick her up and get ready for school by myself.