Not Since '83
The Good Lord blessed me with a stout constitution. So far I've managed to avoid major maladies and I don't get colds or the flu very often. Thursday night my winning streak ended.
My stomach, which is invariably made from cast iron, decided that everything in it had to get out - and in a big fat hurry. Said effluvia sought ready egress in all possible directions bypassing the more preferred conventional means. It's been more than 20 years since I've experienced the kind of stomach distress of Thursday night. I'd forgotten how rude the whole process is.
Presumably I caught the bug at Wednesday's performance of The Will Rogers Follies. The Thursday night show had to be cancelled because too many cast members, including Will, were down with the same malady.
Friday my stomach stopped all its gyrations leaving me tired and achy. I'm better today but still not 100 percent. I was forced to cancel the camping trip D- and I were attending at Valley Forge.
Let's hope that's the last time for that.
K-
Wow! Glad to hear you're getting over it. My grandson had the same thing last weekend -- imagine how you felt, and then imagine feeling that and being six years old! Poor baby. Then my daughter got it.
Thank goodness you can't catch stuff like that over the internet! LOL That would give a whole new meaning to computer virus, wouldn't it?
Hope you and D- get to go camping again soon.