The Flu

So when I went to bed last night all was well, it was like any other night at the Bergman household.

It all changed around 1am when I began to her a continuous noise from the bathroom. It seemed a bit strange as I know my brother had just gone to bed and dad was definitely sleeping.

I fell back asleep until I heard noises from the bathroom again. This time I went out to investigate.

It was dad...

he was sick.

Seeing your father sick is quite the shock to your system. Usually dad is looking after me. Somehow he had caught the flu and was having a hell of a time. He said he had crazy stomach cramps and vomiting and well....the other stuff and I can imagine just how unpleasant it was.

It seemed to settle down shortly after 3am and so we both went back to bed.

Dad was up at 5ish am like he usually is to go to work. As I heard him out and about I realized maybe I should check up on him to make sure he is alright.

He was as white as a ghost and informed me that he had managed to whack his head and back on the corner frame of his bed when he got a leg cramp and stomach cramp at the same time.

Now he has a sore head, a sore back, with obvious marks of being smashed and a very, very tender tummy.

Because he never stops we headed to Edmonton. I could tell just how weak he was as he did not want to get out of the car at all. I felt sorry for him, so I helped with groceries and stuff as much as I could.

When we got back home, he crashed.

He is now asleep, resting and sleeping off the awful flu.

I hope he feels better tomorrow....