The best things about the past 24 hours:
We weren’t, like certain friends of ours, camping out overnight in an unheated cabin. Good news anytime, but if most of the family is going to spend the night hunched over the toilet, it’s definitely a plus that there IS a toilet.
I wasn’t pregnant, so I didn’t have to both barf and panic; I could concentrate on the barfing.
No one threw up on anything that couldn’t be cleaned with relative ease.
Repeated vomiting really takes the edge off Lily.
It’s over.

(I don’t know where that quote is from, but if I had a scale, or a goal weight, I’d be there.)