The sickness that knocked Chris on his butt Friday night and then got Karen on Sunday and Monday, claimed both me and Ben on Tuesday. By the grace of God, Michele and the baby were unaffected. I didn't leave the bed for 30 hours except to rid my body of fluids from one orifice

or another... sometimes both. Ben was in the same shape.

It was not a good day for us. However, Chris celebrated something very special to him and all of us on that day. I regret that I couldn't there, but I couldn't be more proud of him.