On Sunday night, Eamon woke up and began vomiting. He threw up all night long, and rested the whole next day, and by Tuesday morning was fine and ready for school.
When I picked up the kids on Tuesday after school, and was driving them to my parent's house to drop them off so I could get my filling fixed at the dentist, Andrew informed me his tummy didn't feel good.
As soon as we pulled into my parent's house, Andrew ran into their bathroom and puked. I went to the dentist, paid $71.00 for that stupid filling and came back to find Andrew in the bathroom again. We drove home, and he was able to wait until we got back to my house to throw up again in the toilet. He's a good dooby like that...very self sufficient.
Phil got home from work around 6:00 and said he wasn't feeling great, and began puking around 7, which continued for the rest of the night. John-Paul joined Phil and Andrew that night, and we all thanked God for two bathrooms in the house. On Wednesday morning, Xander started with the stomach bug as well.
So Phil stayed home from work and took care of John-Paul, Andrew, Xander and Maggie (who decided her stomach was feeling funny just as we were leaving for school) and I brought Eamon to school on my way to work. While at work, I started feeling sick after lunch and left around 12:30. But I never actually got sick. I took a nap and felt fine last night and still do.
This morning, Maggie woke up and puked on the stairs, and Xander was still having yucky diapers, so I am home with the two of them today. They both seem to be much better and I think tomorrow we will all be back to school/work/daycare as normal.
That is, unless I finally get it.....