So last week, while I was ending my short tour as a single parent, I got food poisoning.
Yeah, yeah, it was no fun and I was tired after being in the bathroom all night. My nanny came anyway so I could get some sleep after I was done regurgitating my favorite D’Amico and Sons salad (hard-boiled egg, bacon, olives, stinky cheese). In the end, it didn’t turn out so badly. At least I got to put the kids to bed for an extra night.
It turned out fine, except for this teeny, tiny little bit.
I blew my nose today, and it felt a little weird. So I opened the tissue and had a look (oh, don’t tell me you never do that).
Guess what I found?