Today is the first day in almost three weeks where I woke up not feeling a)tired, b) urpy, c) tired and urpy, d) crampy, or e) ready to rip the head off the next person I see because I feel all of the above.

As [livejournal.com profile] alex_shultz pointed out, I ended up with a case of food poisoning Thursday. Spent the entire night (at least once an hour) getting sick. DH was a darling - sometimes I remember just why I married that man. Every time I got up he was there with my Barf Bowl!tm and a secondary Bowl. It was like a one man bucket brigade.

I am a horribly apologetic sick person. All night it was *urp* "I'm soo sorry." "It's all right, it's not your fault." "But I'm so sorry! Cat's in the Barf Bowl!tm. I'm soo soo sorry."

I only made it through half a day at work Friday before I gave up and came home.

Briefly considered only having Diet Sprite and bread for the rest of my natural life.
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