Yup my friend Ruth the other night asked if Jack had had the flu yet. No not yet knock on wood. Well didnt the devil heart me knock and on Wednesday night the poor bugger puked up dinner. We thought it was just Dad and the boy roughhousing so we calmed down and then it started. Turkey rice and carrots spewed all over the place. The poor kid didnt know what to do with himself. He would start to gag and then run. Me chasing behind with a bucket attempting to catch vomit. Then started the crying and fever. I gave him advil and puke. Pedialyte, puke. sleep, cry, puke, repeat. My poor bugger. anyway today was the first decent day since then. One really loose stool and 50% appetite, no fever. Neither of us or say the three of us have slept decent since then so I hope tonight will be the first. OK wqith me now the latest. I have been on Paxil, which is an antianxiety, antidepressant for many years. I really dont need it but the withdrawal from this "non habit forming...