senoritafish | (no subject)

I think I've had some sort of 24-hour stomach flu. After reading the kids The Story of Cod, I started getting a headache and my stomach started feeling pretty awful. I went back to being horizontal for the rest of the day; John came in and tried to coax me into helping make dinner, but I walked out to the kitchen and nearly lost it, so I went back to bed. John woke me up and made me eat part of a baked potato, probably a good thing because the dry heaves I would have had later would have been really miserable. Honestly, where does that volume of acid come from? I swear I didn't put that much in my stomach.

So much for doing something fun with the kids or productive around the house on an extra day off. Although I no longer felt as nauseated, I spent most of the day sleeping. I still have a headache (probably because of missing my morning dose of caffeine), my joints ache from sleeping so long, and my stomach thinks it can only handle the occasional bowl of Cheerios. I'll probably be well enough to go back to work tomorrow, though.