I have the flu.
I have the achy, high temperature, stomach pains, throwing up kind of flu.
I'm feeling better this morning but yesterday was rough.
Last night, when I was feeling my worst, my younger kids decided that they would have a huge fight and barge into my bedroom for me to referee it.
I discovered last night that when I am sick to my stomach I don't care if my kids are threatening to kill each other.
Thank goodness Tired Papa showed up from work a little early to help me out, I was seriously ready to throw up on my kids just to get them to leave me alone.
With my luck they would have thought that was cool though and just gone on fighting.
Pass the chicken soup will ya? The kids have left for school and I'm going back to bed.