Could it get any worse?

So I can only think of a few things worse than having the stomach flu and is having the entire family have the stomach flu at the same time. Wednesday morning I woke to the cries of Dylainee. She had pooped all the way up to her arms pits and it smelled like she had a sick tummy. I had to go to work so I cleaned her up and put her back to bed and prayed it was a fluke. When I was at work I started to feel a little off, but I pushed on. Brinkley called and said her stomach was hurting, but I encouraged her to go to school and I would be off as early as I could.
When I left work I headed straight to Mindy's to pick up the girls and when she opened the door Dylainee was in a diaper and a t-shirt and she told me she had pooped through her clothes twice. Not good! Then I look over and Aniston is asleep on the couch. Now if Aniston is asleep at Mindy's you know she doesn't feel well. As soon as Aniston woke up she asked to go home. Another sign that she was under the weather too. By the time we hit the car she was throwing up in the street and I began feeling very sick. The three of us made it to the house and Aniston and I made it to the couch and that is where we stayed. Brinkley made camp on my bed and Willis ran around taking care of all of the girls while Korey was at school. About an hour before Korey got home, Willis says Mom I think my stomach is sick. We ended the night with Brinkley heading to bed early, Aniston throwing up one more time and McKinnon rolling around on the floor with stomach pains and I was in bed feeling the same as Willis. Dylainee was so fussy I really couldn't do anything for her. Korey came home to a house of sick people and he threatened to sleep out in the trailer.

Thursday morning was better, Brink and Aniston felt good enough to go to school while McKinnon and I camped out on the couch. Korey, being the caring and sensitive guy that he is, headed to the gym and to have the tires on the car rotated, leaving me to tend to two sick kids while being sick myself. KARMA......fast forward to Friday at 2 am while we were both up changing Dylainees 35th messy diaper, Korey says oh no I think I am sick! So he spent the rest of the day in bed, according to him unable to even lift his head off the pillow. And here is where I beg to differ, he was no sicker than the rest of us! We all managed to take care of a few things.......and by we I mean me and by things I mean the children and the house. I have to say that has to be the worse sick time I have ever seen around here. On a positive note all the sheets are clean and we got it all over with in just a few days. I think we should be rewarded with no more flu this winter season.