Clean floor & feet

Last night Ferguson woke up really ill, projectile vomiting. He was in a right mess, sobbing & upset with himself.
Following scrubbing his pukey carpet clean from stinky vomit & changing his bed, I didn't get much sleep for the rest of the night tending to each hour of sickness.
It was fair to say school was out the question & he dozed for most of the morning.
I wanted to do the same myself & was a bit jealous of his freedom to sleep at will, instead I had a days work to do.
Once I'd got him sorted out for bed, I commenced cleaning the kitchen & scrubbing floor- with bleach-without shoes. Maybe something I may need to avoid in the future especially when wearing coloured tights ...