Sucks to Be Us

The whole "fam damily" is sick right now. It started with my son getting sick Wednesday/Thursday night/day after having a birthday sleep-over with his friends the previous night. Buko-puko! (Hey, I like the sound of that...) My youngest daughter has had a nasty cough that made it sound like she was going to puke, (but hasn't yet). I had a nasty sore throat and some aching joints, (hmmm...technically, I think I started to feel a throat tickle on Tuesday...so did it start with me?) My wife seemed to have dodged the bullet, but then she was puking Friday/Saturday night/morning. She's been recouping all weekend. And my oldest daughter was feeling bad, but not as bad as the others until a friend's birthday sleep-over at a hotel with a pool Saturday night. The Mom brought her home at Noon today telling me that she was puking!

*sigh*
So far, it's only been my youngest and myself that have yet to puke. I think I'm on the road to recovery, so I hope that I'm not going to catch whatever they've got. (Knock on wood...) That could break my record. I haven't puked since my first born was born 15+ years ago, and my Dad and his friends took me out for martini night, a custom for new dads amongst his group. (I feel like Seinfeld...with the anti-puke record, not martinis...)

And I should mention: all this has been going on during my school-age kids' Spring Break.