Gastro drama

I went to see Mum & Dad this weekend as usual, only to find they were both suffering from a nasty gastrointestinal infection. It was a weekend of uncertainty involving many hurried trips to the loo or to spew. Surprisingly, Dad fared slightly better, making a speedier recovery than Mum whose stomach gurgling was audible across the room. We quickly changed our plan to go for a swim. In terms of Dad's progress, the only difference i noticed in Dad was that with the decreased dose of steroids he is a bit forgetful. He asked me three times over three days when my brother was coming to see him, when he wasn't planning a visit this weekend. Mum says Dad has never been a great listener though, so it's hard to identify this as any sort of development. Both seemed better gastro-wise as the weekend progressed but of course now i have it!