Spoke to my father this morning. He was sick all last evening.
Spoke to my older sister, and she's fine but her husband's got it.
Spoke with my other sister, she's got it.
Meanwhile, Mom is slowly getting better, but they kept her in the hospital over night to monitor her again, she's coming home this afternoon.
Here at the villa, Whatshisname fared a lot worse than I did. I had the chills something fierce last night, but he was praying at the altar of the porcelain god.
We are both better today, but that's all relative. Washed out and feeling punky ... but at least we are functioning.
God bless Pepto Bismol.