John got up this morning with a stomach problem. He swears he's not actually sick and thinks that the Reuben sandwich from Arby's he had last night was bad. But I don't believe that, I think he's got a virus. I'm more than a little phobic of stomach viruses and unfortunately he requires me to take care of him so I can't really stay away to avoid getting it. I'd love some feel better vibes for John and some "don't get sick" vibes for me if you could spare a few!