The Stomach Virus

I'm not much into cleaning. As a general rule, I do what I have to do to preserve health and sanity, and try to ignore the rest. These last two days, however, have magically transformed me into Monk. My hands are literally red from dousing the entire house with antibacterial kitchen cleanser at least ten times. So far the baby, the boy, and the husband have put in their twenty-four hours of upchucking, and I am desperate to stop it before it infects the rest of us. Even if I have to resort to cleaning.