Today’s question is:  Why does the violent virus hit the family just before dad flies out of town for the week?

Background:  1am:  our boy comes to our room to tell us he just puked in his bed.  Understatement, he puked on every blanket on his bed, across the carpet, on his clothes and all over the bathroom.  Dad, being the good dad that he is, cleaned it all up.  What did I do?  I don’t know, I was completely out of it, I could barely wake up.  All I remember is Eamon coming in and saying he puked and then asking him how hard he was coughing (he has s touch of asthma and has a violent cough that causes him to puke frequently, I figured that’s what happened).   As it turns out, it was not the cough, it was just a virus I guess.

5:30am he was back, this time he had passed gas and poop came out.  He cleaned himself up but the toilet clogged and he needed a little help, because he had puked too.  Poor little guy.  He’s only 8.  I got him and the room all cleaned up and put him back to bed. I started laundry.

He slept the better part of the day.  He never puked again but he had a massive headache.  He tried to take a shower once to feel better but he was too dizzy to stand.  I told him he can sleep in daddy’s spot tonight, mostly because I haven’t put his bed back together.

So what do you think my chances of someone else breaking out in the pukes tonight while I sleep?  My guess is this kind of virus spreads like wild fire and I’m screwed.  Why does this always have to happen right when Paul leaves town.  It’s just unfair!  Absolutely unfair!

fingers crossed for no more pukes!