Norovirus has descended on our household like some medieval pestilence. DS on Tuesday and we’ve dropped like flies since. DH and I are taking it in turns to shuffle about the house groaning and providing some sort of parenting to the sick littles. The dogs are most put out about the basic level of service about here. DS11, who was first one to drop, is now of course fit as a fiddle. He has ADHD and is bouncing off the walls with all the change/ lack of structure. At one point I went to get a glass of water, threw up in the bath and fell asleep on the landing.
I just want it to end!
Anyway, that’s my moan over. Come whinge away while I have a sleep and perhaps puke some more 🤢