Yup, it’s well-named. Feels like there’s a giant bovine dumbler stomping around in my stomach.
Kids have been down with it since Thursday, Mrs Hatboy and I came down with it yesterday. Fortunately I managed to get a couple of days off work (not easy at this new place, but turning up with the cold sweats, a raging fever and a bag of stool water stuck to your stomach can really focus the ol’ sick leave paperwork muscles), so now we’re just chilling.
Ugh. Next up, seeing if I’m well enough to get into Helsinki tomorrow to get my passport papers in.