We have all been ill. We've all been violently ill. One by one we came down with it. Friday night was musical beds as me and Jo swapped to be with the sickest kid to be on bucket duty till it was obvious I had it and then she was on bucket duty for us all. By the morning me and the kids were over the worst of it and so it was Jo's turn. My mum then followed. Dad had been ill on the Friday all on his own. We all basically slept all day Saturday. I got up at 5pm. Nobody ate much. Few bits of toast between us. We all got a decent puke free night's sleep Saturday night and all woke up fitish Sunday morning.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
The Day After
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