So apparantly the stomach thing was a virus all in itself- otherwise known as the poopoo-flu. Not so much fun when it hits you. But I do feel much better today. The other kids have still no sign of chicken pox. But Ty is waiting with deepening excitement for his week off from school. I guess he has no idea what it's really all about. I was in decontamination mode, and cleaned with much vigor this morning, hoping to rid the house of the poopoo-flu once and for all, or at least until one of the kids bring it home.