When I first sat down to write this post last week I thought my first line would be something about bad things happening in threes, but unless that adage has been amended, I’ve got to come up with something new. Just when it seemed that Teen Biscuit, aka, Teen Khalifa, had eluded the stomach flu that brought down his mother and siblings, he went down for the count on Saturday evening leaving me as the last person standing (literally).

All that I can say is that I’ve never seen anything like this before. Friday night I thought I was in a frat house bathroom the way that Snuggle Biscuit and Singing Biscuit were running in and out to throw up. And on Sunday morning, I went all surgical and bleached every counter in the house. By the time I got to the second bathroom, I practically needed a gas mask so as to not succumb to the scent of the bleach.

But the job got done and now everyone appears to be on the mend.

I cannot stress enough that the stomach flu is not a joke. Whether or not you have kids, be as diligent as possible in washing your hands. Be mindful of your colleagues and take an occasional sick day if you’re feeling ill. And I can’t stress this enough, hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. Drinking water and keeping hydrated will help your recovery immensely in the event that you do get sick.

By the way, you don’t need to take my word for the severity of the stomach flu. Read here fore more info