Sick

Do me a favor, and put down any food before you read ahead. There's some talk of diarrhea.

Illness has hit us all in one form or another, and we're struggling to get through it.

It started with Colin on Wednesday, unleashing some bodily fluids so rank that they threatened to peel paint off the walls, as well as trigger the rebirth of the undead. Plus, he was unleashing them at an astonishing rate. And let's just say, they were also...voluminous.

We've almost got him straightened out with the help of some Pedialyte and lots of diapers.

Then, on Thursday, Heidi got violently ill with stomach flu, as intense as her bout with Montezuma's Revenge during our honeymoon. Ah, memories. She's been to the doctor and has started feeling better, mostly because she can keep food down.

Now, I'm fighting off some upper-respiratory thing. Kinda sniffly, and a little phlegmy. However, I'm trying my darndest not to start the sickie cycle all over again.

Hopefully, we'll all be healthy soon, but brother, it's been tough. Not to mention, a bit icky.