Wow. I'm in the process of getting over being really, really, really sick. It was a day from hell. It began about 1am on Wednesday morning waking up feeling nauseous and things went down hill from there. I didn't know which end to have in the toilet for the next 12 hours or so. After a few false starts, mid-day on tuesday I was able to keep food down. What made it worse was that my body ached so bad I couldn't sleep. I didn't touch e-mail and pretty much sat in bed and watched movies online with Facebook (I watched most of season 1 and 2 of the show weeds). I would have been downstairs watching TV, but I am still being shunned by my wife due to my illness.
My wife has locked me in my room and followed me around with a can of lysol to make sure I don't infect anyone else. With her luck, everyone would get it right after I leave for New York next week.
Everytime I get sick like this, I think of my Mom, who went through multiple rounds of Chemo without whining. I'm pretty sure this is the sickest I've been in five years. My wife claims I say that every time I'm sick, which isn't very often.