... it came to pass that they all vomited eventually.
Actually, that's not quite true. The bug confined itself mainly to the young and old, but just to make life really interesting it operated on a Just When You Thought It Was All Over No It's Not approach. So it was that, having delayed a trip up north to spend time with my family because it got mil, five minutes before we were about to leave it got no 1. After a heavy night involving rather too much port and red wine then was good for me (what can I say? Christmas was rather stressful to say the least), I woke up on Sunday feeling like death warmed up. Despite Spouse's ridicules, I don't think the resulting day spent collapsed on the sofa was entirely due to alchohol. To make my cup of happiness complete, we were woken at 4am Sunday night to the dulcet sounds of no 2 succumbing to the bug. So far, it doesn't seem to have got Spouse, but I reckon there's still time.
Things I have subsequently learnt about this particular variation on the winter vomiting bug...
1) it has a two day incubation period
2) it is just possible to avoid throwing up if you have enough will power, stay in bed and keep your eyes shut for a very long time. The result is you spend two days feeling like crap instead of one. So maybe it isn't worth it...
3) given that we have probably given it to every member of my rather large family who are now dispersed the length and breadth of the nation, it's probably soon coming to a town near you...
Sorry about that.
Hoping your Christmas was somewhat less eventful then ours, and wishing anyone decent enough to have come by the blog and read my witterings, whether you've joined in the chatter or not a very Happy New Year. Life in our household has held a bit too much excitement of late, so I wish you, as I wished Spouse last night, an uninteresting 2009. Interesting times are overrated I think...
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We had a wonderful bug one year that had a 6 hours' incubation time. Of course, this was when the Resident Fan Boy was off on his secondment to Ottawa (we were still in Victoria then), my mother succumbed while trying to help us, and I was reduced to covering our king-size bed with bath sheets, letting 2-year-old younger daughter vomit on them while she watched a children's channel all night and I fitfully dozed.
Maybe this kind of thing is now out of your system (sorry), and you'll have a relatively bug-free new year? Here's hoping!
Agree about uninteresting times - I wish you them too. But I fear not many exist. Sorry about the bug. (It hasn't hit this island yet, but judging by state of one of visiting family, it's about to. Oh dear.) Shame about your Christmas and hope everyone is better soon.
Ha, thanks for sharing that Persephone. I think my worst time with a tummy bug was when they all had it at once and THE WASHING MACHINE BROKE DOWN...
Granny P thanks for your good wishes and hoping you didn't get the bug too!
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