After 6 loads of laundry and 10 hours of all of us throwing up in this household, I think I see the end of the tunnel! I haven't been this sick since I was a kid! The kids, freshly washed, are sleeping back in their beds. Phillip is sleeping on the couch (his way of "staying up till 10" so he can sleep tonight). My stomach feels the best it's felt since 4 pm yesterday. In the midst of one trip to the toilet bowl, the thought kept going through my head, "In heaven there will be no sickness or pain!"