The start-of-school-stomach-flu hit our home with a vengeance. Every last one of us, except my husband, had about 36 hours of sheer hell. My little guy with autism goes into shut-down mode when he's sick. On his worst day, he slept nearly all day, ate nothing, and drank next to nothing. His eyes popped open just before bedtime and he said "Hey, I'm better!"
Just like that. Well, he stayed home one more day just so I could get some food in him, but he was good. Then it hit me. And my daughter. And my other son.
We're better now and I promise I'll be back with the 2nd installment of how I came to realize we needed to try the GFCF diet.
In the meantime, peace to you all and have a great weekend!