Thank the gods that you have posted this thread, OP, and given me the opportunity to vent.
My DH has just gone off to work after 5 days of following me around the house, farting, belching, and looking increasingly pained at any suggestion he might take something to make him feel better, go to the doctor or go to bed. Looking betrayed every time I had something to eat, and farting away while I was eating it. Moaning about all the work he's missing. Ha! I'd love to have some time off sick from work, but as a SAHM, the work doesn't end, I don't get any time off sick. Last week, DS had the same D&V bug. My 20 month old acted less of a baby than my DH.
Yesterday, he spent practically the whole day in bed, despite the fact that his all night toilet performance had kept me up too. We have 4 bloody toilets in this house, but no, he couldn't use one of the others so we don't all end up awake. Happy fecking mothers day! I didn't get a break or a lie in, up before 6 He managed to stuff himself stupid last night though, and went off to work this morning a chirpy chappy, ready to be a Master of the Universe again. Leaving me doubled up with stomach cramps and nausea, because inevitably, now I have his bug, as does DD, who puked all over her bed at 5.30 this morning (guess who dealt with that). His parting comment was, why didn't I just send her off to school anyway. Twunt.
Yes, yes, I am no doubt being massively unfair to His Royal Poorliness, but I don't care. Am off to hang out today's 3rd load of vomitous items from the washing machine and see how my little troupers are doing.