I can't go home.

When someone in my house is terribly sick and extremely contagious, I feel like I'm living in my own zombie apocalypse nightmare. But it's real life.  

I received a call from my mother on my way home from work last night.  

Mom: "Kelsey, I need you to pick up some lysol on your way home, your brother projectile vomited".
Me: "WHERE...?"
Clayton (in the background): "YOUR BED, TELL HER HE PUKED IN HER BED".
ME: "SHUT UP I WILL KILL..."
Mom: "No, he puked on the bathroom door, the bathroom floor, the bathroom rug, the bathroom tub, the dirty laundry in the bathroom...yes there is puke EVERYWHERE - oh I have to go he's at it again. CLICK." 
Me: "NOOOOOOOOOOO, I can't go home, I just can't go home".

There is nothing more that scares me or disgusts me than the stomach flu.  It's like the plague, but WORSE. I would choose ANY other type of virus than the flu. I should feel bad for my brother who is projectile vomiting through the house and contaminating everything he looks at...But, all I can think about is me being the next victim of this shit.  I used to wish I would get sick so I could stay home from school, now it's like the end of the world getting sick.  Two things about being an "adult" that make life hell (or to say the least in this case): 1. How much it wreaks havoc on your body.  I have noticed that getting older, viruses tend to catch easier and stay longer, my immune system always seems to be fighting off some sort of something (and I realize that it only gets worse, I can't wait).  2. Missing work.  I cannot stand missing work.  I hate being out of the loop, I hate catching up on 276 emails from one day missed.  I do have a work iPhone, BUT doctors recommend shutting off your phones while being sick and resting as much as possible. It's MISERABLE missing one day. I just can't afford to get sick. 

Not to mention, I have been feeling stuffed up, my ears were hurting and I have been sneezing up a storm.  My body is in reboot, it could easily catch something.  I. Am. Paranoid. 

I have been lysol-ing and disinfecting literally everything that my brother has come in contact within the past few days, and even things he hasn't...You just never know. I carry hand sanitizer wherever I go...My Dad thinks I'm ridiculous for sanitizing my hands every 5 minutes, he thinks that once you start using that, germs will immediately adapt (like Darwinism as he explained)  and basically say "F*** YOU" and BOOM. get you sick easier.  He is also against pain medication such as Tylonel or Advil...Unless it has to do with this achey teeth.  What a hypocrite.

Something about "it coming out both ends" just doesn't sound appealing.  I would much rather die. Yes.  I try to feel bad for my brother, but all I can do, as I sort of look at him (if I look him in the eye, I'm bound to get sick) is wonder where they sell doctor masks and act like I can see his sick bugs floating in the air, as i'm covering my mouth and hands with my sweatshirt.  I just hope that everyone in my house takes as much precautionary action as I do...Otherwise I will have to find a hide-out for the rest of the week.

Maybe I'll just hide out anyway...Better safe than sorry.