spreading the sickness

My house is a petrie dish of flu at the moment. Yuk! It all started last tues. My boyfriend was feeling achy and fatigued. I was steering clear of him from that point on. Thursday his symptoms were so bad I opted to sleep in my daughters room. (far away from the sickness). I wake up to him getting violently ill early friday morning. I ask if he still plans to go to work, he says yes. One of my downfalls: I say what I'm thinking before I have a chance to think it through. I just blurt out "I hate people like you, going to work and spreading your sickness to everyone there just so they can give it back to you in a few weeks." Oh, did I mention I am sort of a germ phobe and can't stand to be around sick people. I try to reason with him that it's kinda fucked up to interact with everyone while on your death bed. Coughing, sneezing, vomitting, chills and sweats. Spreading your sickness all around. With complete disregard for my advice he goes to work and they send him home. Hate to say it but....yes, yes I did!!!!!...He is so bad by friday evening we go to the hospital. (I am completely dreading this visit to the haven of sicknesses) He tries to ride it out but it worsens yet again and on sunday we are back to the hospital. The summer flu sucks. I have had to take care of him cause it's so bad he's bed ridden. I am so not cut out for the medical field. No way!!