When I woke up this morning, I found my father still in bed. He's usually the one who wakes up earliest in the family so it was weird. I asked my mother if there was anything wrong with him and she said he had a stomachach and threw up a few times last night. She took him to the hospital and he was diagnosed as having the notorious norovirus. Norovirus is a highly infectious disease and prevelaent for these years so I was threatened when I heard that. I'm very thankful from the bottom of my heart for the fact that there are two bathrooms in the house. I will never use the one he has been using. He's been locked in his room and asleep all day. Every time he uses the bathroom it should be sterilized. It's not nice to say but I really don't want him in this house right now. It is very scary to be in the same house with him. But it's too cold to be outside so I have to stay here.
The virus appeared to come from the oysters he ate last night. They were raw and he was the only one who ate the. Thank god I didn't eat that oyster yesterday!! Oyster is usually my favorite food but yesterday, I just didn't feel like eating it. I'm so sorry for my father but I don't want to even get close to him right now. And I learned another lesson from this experience: get oysters cooked, before you eat them.
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