T started feeling unwell on Friday evening when I met my friends for dinner. He slept on a stroller to the dinner venue and on the stroller back home. He was feverish and napped the entire Saturday away. When he was not napping, he was busy vomiting everything he ate/drank. He was well enough on Sunday to eat three meals and a pink macaroon (which was supposed to be mine, but he tried for the first time and liked it).
K started feeling unwell on Sunday morning. Exactly the same symptoms as his brother. He was feverish and napped the entire Sunday away. When he was not napping, he was busy vomiting everything he ate/drank. So much so that I had change the sheets twice in two days … and I totally lost count of the number of times both of them puked.
Nobody was fit enough to leave the house. The weather didn’t help as well, it was rainy and about 9 degrees outside the flat. Luckily there was plenty of entertainment at home to keep everyone happy — monopoly, computer, tablet, books, skyping with KL. We ran out of meat on the second day but luckily there was plenty of vegetables left for cooking porridge — corn, carrots, pumpkin, potatoes. A lot of the puke turned out smelling quite sweet because of the porridge ingredients, hahaa!