It started off like a flu last week and it continued to worsen all weekend. We went to the doctor on Monday and he thinks it's a gastric intestinal virus. He's in rough shape. Poor thing, never takes off work and has taken off five work days so far and it's not over yet. *sigh* We're supposed to leave for Houston on Sunday for our grand-daughters college graduation, but now, not sure if we're going. He wants me to go alone, but I feel guilty about leaving him. All I know is he couldn't travel like that. I feel so bad for him. He has to get way better before he could travel. So everyone cross your fingers and toes for him. He doesn't want to miss Alexa's graduation.