Seriously bad stuff. It was a virus I wouldn't wish on anyone. Especially my husband and kids. Which is exactly the order this "wildfire" called misery spread.
My almost 20 year-old daughter was the last (so far) to get it and, as you can see, my attempts at keeping her spirits up were handily thwarted. Poor kid. Luckily, she's on the other side of it now and we've all had a good laugh comparing our "war stories."