As I sat down to write something today, I realized that it was already noon and I was in the middle of my fourth load of laundry. It has been "one of those weeks" around here as one-by-one, most of my family succumbed to the flu.
Our bout with the flu began six days ago and started with our two-year-old daughter, who began vomiting late Friday night. I will spare you most of the details, but need to add that this was not dainty-it was violent. As she was throwing up, I was keeping track. After number 13, I stopped counting. As the hours dragged on, I tried to offer small drinks of water, a Popsicle, even nursing since she isn't fully weaned yet. Unfortunately nothing stayed down. She couldn't sleep for more than a few minutes at a time, so we sat on the couch together and watched cartoons. Sometime around six am Saturday morning, we both fell asleep and managed to sleep for a few hours before she woke me up and let me know that she was still feeling awful. This went on until Sunday morning when she seemed to be feeling a bit better. By Sunday afternoon, her eight-year-old sister was going through the same thing. The next day my husband began showing symptoms and the two year old relapsed. We are all sort of low on sleep around here, but I now consider myself pretty much an expert on how to minimize flu symptoms and can offer some suggestions on how you can help your family feel better if the flu strikes.
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