Joe Medical Bulletin

This weekend, it is Our Hero that has been felled.  This morning, he padded upstairs a little after six and curled up next to Julie, before moving into the middle of the bed between Julie and Ted.  Julie thought how nice it was that he wasn't crawling all about and figured he must have still been tired having not fallen asleep until around nine o'clock the night before.  Eventually Clara showed up, too.  She clambered up, too, but it wasn't long before she'd hopped down with a "Come on, Joe!"

Joe had no more finished saying he was sleepy than he threw up all over Julie's left arm.  He was moderately excited about having a pajama day, even if that meant it wasn't a swimsuit and swimming day, and he was having a pajama day only because he'd thrown up.

A nurse did a strep test--especially horrid when you've been throwing up.  Oh, Fans.  You should have seen his little face!  The strep test was negative, but Joe threw up again in the waiting room, we saw the doctor who diagnosed "the stomach bug that's been going around."  Apparently six to 12 hours of vomiting followed by diarrhea.

Our Hero has been sleeping ever since he got home at about ten-thirty.  Poor Bub.