Kids and I were all really poorly 10 days ago with sickness bug. I had to have 2 days off work with them, ruining my 100% attendance record. To be honest, we were all really ill and my eldest missed 3 days of school and was told to go to A&E by the GP if things continued.
Last night, DH comes home from work saying he felt sick and then chugged his guts up in the en suite. Came downstairs to tell me not to sleep in our bedroom as he'd been so poorly I think he'd made a bit of a mess (haven't checked yet, slept in the spare room and got up with the kids) but I'm dreading getting dressed!
He's got up this morning bright and breezy and starts fannying about in the kitchen. I asked him if he'd had a wash, and he said he felt like a pariah in his home and how rude I was being, and that the sickness was due to a dodgy pork bap he had yesterday. I honestly do think what I asked was sensible, considering our horrendous weekend last week, so I throw it open to the mumsnetters to decide...