Relaxing Weekend

I cursed myself on Friday night. I had to interview a perspective tenant for our rental house at 5:30, so I got home at 6:30 and my Darling Youngest announced he was SO hungry that if he did not eat soon, he would be sick. Well, now I go along with that because with my Polycystic Ovary my blood sugar dips and I need to eat at fairly regular times or I feel sick too. So dinner is made (leftovers) and we are done eating by 7. Youngest tells me he is still hungry, knowing how much he ate I had him take a shower and wait 20 minutes before eating anything else. While boys are busy, I began to clean the carpets with the handy-dandy home steam cleaner. As I was using it I wondered, as I have many times through the years how my Mom raised 2 kids without owning one. Now usually I wonder this while I am cleaning up after sick children, today it just crossed my mind. It must have been a premonition. 9 PM - off to bed for the boys, and I sit down to work on e-mail. Then I hear a disturbing sound. Not quite sure what made it I asked if everyone is OK. Then I hear the dredded words - Mom, Pete just threw up. UHHHH. Luckily,the carpet cleaner was still upstairs and ready to go. Pete and I were up all night and by Saturday afternoon he is so sick that he is laying in his bed without me telling him to-instead of on the couch watching TV. His eyelids and all around his eyes are purple (not a good color for him). Now for those of you who may remember a few years ago, he reminded me of when he had RotoVirus. Not at all his usual self. So off to the Urgent Care. Dispite the seasonal and H1N1 shots, he has the stomach flu. Highly contageous and we should plan on it running through the whole family. So, today is Sunday, Pete is back to normal (almost) and I am waiting for the next illness to hit. Who will it be? I don't want to find out.