Sick and Tired

  Last night was a rough one. Bob got up numerous times after going to bed. By the time 2:30am  rolled around I had not been to sleep yet because Bob kept getting up. He would get up, put his shoes on and walk around. Of course I have these sensors alarms placed outside his bedroom door so I know when he is on the move.  I lost count sometime after 12 times of getting his shoes off and getting him back in bed, after making sure he didnt need the bathroom, or a drink, or if he felt okay. He kept telling me he was "fine".
When 3:00AM rolled around I was exhausted and I was out. I slept right through the sensor alarms when he got up and started moving around the house again. I woke up at 3:30 am with him shining his flashlight in my face and telling me he had been "sick".
I started to get up thinking I would need to "clean up" a mess. He said. I already took care of the mess. Now what should I do.
I said " Go Back to bed"and I (like an idiot) rolled over and went back to sleep. (Hey, I was really tired).
This morning I got up at 5:30 am to an ungodly mess in the bathroom.  It took me a good 45 minutes of cleaning and sanitizing to return the bathroom to its sparkling splendor.. Guess its a good thing I hadn't eaten breakfast because I had to gag my way through that whole 45 minutes. (sorry for that visual).  I am not cut out for "that" kind of clean up. It was a whole lot different when it was my children.. That was a Long time ago-- maybe I'm not remembering correctly.
Today-  Bob is "sick and tired".  Today Lori is sick and tired of this disease.
And Lori needs a face mask for future clean ups.