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it hit me last night - after basketball coaching was over and after I had spent 4 hours working on taxes. I went to bed when I kept waking up with my hands holding keys down on the keyboard.

Sometime in the middle of the night I woke to a gurgling stomach. No more details are necessary, save that I haven't dared go far from the bathroom today. I am the last of the family to get it to hit me. I thought I was going to escape.

At least this is a long weekend and I have felt better enough today after spending half the day in bed to finish the tax work and even watch the Anzac Parade on TV.

Recovery is happening too slow - I want to be better now! Oh well - time now to go play with the kids before the Anzac Day football hits the big screen.