In the quiet lulls between my son’s vomiting,
when he sleeps, the sweet relief of oblivion,
my mind wanders through impressions vast
and heavy-laden with possibilities,
and I write the first pages of a new work
that bloomed in the petri dish of influenza.
Erin Bartels 
🙂 I had stomach flu this week too. While laying awake in between bouts of running to the bathroom, had some good ideas for next novel!!! You never know when inspiration may strike. Hope your son is better.