I didn't intend to be all dramatic and not post last night.
Grammy informed me earlier in the day that Anna had coughed and thrown up while climbing out of the van. She refused to eat any dinner - including saltines - so I knew what was coming. (I was in denial though.) I could hear her fussing in her sleep around 8:30 so I went up and sat in her bed with her. I even woke her up because she was so restless - I thought that she may be having a nightmare.
All of a sudden, she says, "Throw up - BLARG." Which gave me about a 10 second warning. Luckily, I was somewhat prepared and had a receiving blanket hanging on her bedrail so the vomit was mostly contained. She threw up a few more times - including on my arm - before Rich and I could clean her up and change the sheets.
I shared her bed with her last night. (And, yes, I was afraid I was going to get puked on.) She hasn't thrown up again and she actually slept soundly. This brings up concerns that her shunt isn't working properly but she says that her head does not hurt and this morning she has that sick look across her eyes. She was trying to eat a piece of toast when I ran out the door this morning.
My poor little bug was just getting over bronchitis. She still has the cough too. Hopefully, this will be short-lived.
I sincerely want to thank all of you for your comments of support. I'm slightly embarrassed to admit that I needed validation. I like to think that I'm a tough chick with the ability to not let others or ridiculous crap bother me. But I'm human. I have bad days and moments just like we all do. Thank you.