It’s been a miserable week.
Sasha’s stomach flu took a turn for the worse and he ended up in the hospital. He couldn’t hold down any fluids, and then he *wouldn’t* hold down any fluids (he’d just spit them out at your face and demand “Meee-yook!” (milk)). And when he was able to come home (because his stomach was now strong enough to keep down his only worthy beverage), that’s when Hubby finally started getting better.
About the time they were both fine and Sasha was eating a 4-course meal every 2 hours (I’m seriously not kidding here) that’s when I got sick.
I’m back at work today mostly because I think I’m out of leave and I can not vomit if I keep conditions just right (and that doesn’t take much…just don’t make me over exert, get too hot, too thirsty, or too hungry).