DD2 has hand foot and mouth. She’s vomited everywhere.
As in sprayed it exorcist style onto my blind, the window ledge, down the wall, over both our duvets and the pillows.
My bed is up against that wall and needs dragging out so I clean.
I’m an emetophobe and have chronic severe anxiety (been on medication for years).
Fortunately DD is her usual unbothered self, but I’m sat downstairs with a hot tea trying to steel myself to clean it up.
I hate being a single parent sometimes. This is the only thing I can’t hack! Cleaning up sick 
