Away from Home and Sick as a Dog

Just found out that my boy is sick with the stomach flu - in North Carolina, staying in the home of a pastor where they had a service, while the rest of the team goes on to their next service tonight. (They will pick him up tomorrow.) Uncle Steve has called to talk with him and get him some medicine, and the lady of the house assured me she is taking care of him and is happy to do so. So I am grateful that he has help, but feel so bad that he feels so bad. It's hard enough to have the stomach flu - it's even worse to have it in somebody else's house. Poor boy.