Wobbly Wednesday

It wasn't food poisoning. It was stomach flu. The DD fell to the bug last night and with kid-like grace is feeling almost her old self again by this evening. How DO they do it? Nearly three nights later I am still tottering around, wobbling on my feet and desperate to sleep. The DH says I take longer to recuperate from the flu (which I guess it was) than anyone else. Oh yay. My claim to fame. We now have to see if the DH will come down with it.