And we have a wide selection of places that the bugs could come from:
- my work (as I work in a school and see on average 630 children a day there is a lot of potential there)
- Laurie's work
- Michael and Natasha's school
- Kaiya's school
- Hannah's nursery
So the chances of us being ill are probably higher than average. But then if one of us catches anything, we are all doomed.
I dread anyone in our house telling me, "I feel sick" or even worse, "I've just been sick" because then I start the countdown. 48 hours until the next one and like Russian roulette, there is no guessing who it might be. I look around and wonder which one of looks slightly off colour, which one has been off their food or a bit sleepy.
So 48 hours later, and there is another one being sick. 48 hours later, yet another. And so it continues until we have all suffered. A constant stream of running to the toilet, sick bowls and washing loads. What great fun!
So, on Tuesday, I got the dreaded text. 'I've been sick :(' It was from my husband. It is now 48 hours later and I have a 15 year old in bed with stomach pains and feeling sick. I have cleaned up Hannah's milk that she vomited on the kitchen floor - well done Hannah, for doing it on the easy-to-clean laminate and not the lounge carpet or rugs. And I have a washing-machine- feeling in my stomach.
I can not be ill. I am too busy at the moment to fit it in. I am pregnant and really can't face being sick with a wriggly baby inside. I am going out tomorrow night to meet friends. So I am keeping everything crossed and eating little to try and avoid the inevitable.