Oakville, Toronto and an abulance...

So things got off to a pretty rocky start when I started throwing up a few hours before our flight to Toronto. I threw up at home, in the car ride to the airport, in the airport and made it to the Air Canada gate until I threw the towel in and surrendered to my sickness. I literally couldn't stand up without blacking out and I physically couldn't make it onto the plane unless someone carried me (and Bran already had Summer, Chloe, Ezra, 2 backpacks, 2 carry - ons bags and my diaper bag to take care of!!!!). An ambulance was called for me and instead of heading to Toronto, I was stuck with an IV in the airport (which the kids found pretty amazing- especially Ezra who yelled out 'Oh my GOSH!!!' as the needle went in) and then taken to the Marina Del Rey hospital. Little change of plans!!! All joking aside, it really was TERRIBLE!!!! I was sooooo sick and I was freaking out because I couldn't nurse Summer as they wouldn't let her in the ER room. Not to mention I was worried sick about bran's job as he had a meeting to get to the next day! Jon Heder picked Bran and the kids up to take them home and I was left alone in a tiny little room hooked up to an IV. It would seem as though things couldn't get any worse, but they did. As soon as bran got home, HE started throwing up!!! All the kids went next door to Emily's and I had a meltdown. (too be continued for whoever reads this. I have to get to sleep!)