In the past week, Dave got sick (vomiting) twice. The first time we blamed it on a questionable Lean Cuisine. The second time, a few days later, may have been McDonalds. Afterward, he feels better and continues on with his day. Not stereotypical flu behavior.
This morning David woke up with a stomach ache. I knew what was coming, but I prayed I was wrong. A little while later he had diarrhea. A few minutes ago he threw up the water and Tylenol I had given him at 6am.
It's official. The flu has hit. Now I will pray that it won't sweep through the house as is its common practice.
Dave gets home tonight from Ohio.
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