Sick Puppy

Jilda called today and she sounded like death eating a cracker. She had contracted a stomach bug from our young great niece and nephew over the weekend and she was spewing from everywhere. With all the yoga she's as strong as a horse and her immune system is good but hugging those youngun's did her in I'm afraid.
Her brother and sister-in-law had it yesterday and the critter only seemed to last for about 24 hours but I can tell by the looks of her it seems as if it has been much longer.
I hate getting sick. There are times I don't feel well; a headache, sore knees, and occasionally my ulcers flair up but for the most part I feel really good. When I am sick, I am not a good patient. In fact I've been called a whiney baby more times than one.
A few years ago we both caught the flu at the same time and it was a sad house hold. I feel OK at the moment and I'm hosing everything off with Lysol to try and keep the bug at bay but only time will tell if I'm successful.