We had one of those OH MY GOD WHAT DO WE DO panicked moments late into Sunday night when we woke to the sounds of 'Mummy I am going to be sick' from DT1 (nearly 5). Lots of running up and down stairs with bin (me), carpet shampoo (DH), me again (gloves), cloth (DH), flash (me)... you get the picture. Poorly DT1 back into bed, floor cleaned up. All back to sleep. Strangely he's fine in morning.
I drive off to work feeling ropey, spend 30 mins there, then get back in car to come round north circular concentrating v hard not to poo my pants. Get home in time for some projectile vom (think Little Britain). Stay in bed. Stay in bed Tuesday. Runny poo stops, finally. Get up today (durr brain) drive to work. (Missing DT1's assembly). Eye starts going a bit dodgy, start feeling v dodgy, back onto north circular and home to bed. I think I managed an hour in office. Now up but feeling dopey and decided not to attempt north circular tomorrow.
Since Monday have eaten 2 bananas, a bagel and 2 bits toast & 3 diaoralyte. No more runny poo or vom. But no appetite. This is good as have weight to lose (several tyres) but it is odd to be a foodie and be so off food.
All this to say is anyone else three days into this bug?
Amazing how cathartic this has been, feel better already having had a good moan!