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Yikes, Teppy. You've had more than your share of those kinds of woes.
That's what *I* said last night!
The Boy: "Are you....ANGRY at your gastrointestinal tract???"
Me: "DAMN RIGHT I am! *I'm* the one in charge of things, not it! It doesn't get to do this again!"
Oops. Shoulda been typing "Leifur." My not exactly Scandinavian ancestors are laughing at me.
I'm sorry your GI tract is being difficult, Steph.
for Teppy's bod.
Ha! "It's the sphincter...."
Hard to tell. But today I'm sticking with gatorade and crackers until such time as my stomach will be happy with toast.
We've had a nasty virus running around the theatre, we think it's norovirus, aka "the plague". It's a 24-48 hour thing, coming out of both ends. I appparently got off lucky, since I was able to sleep in my bed, as opposed to some people who had to sleep in their bathroom.
We've had a nasty virus running around the theatre, we think it's norovirus, aka "the plague". It's a 24-48 hour thing, coming out of both ends. I appparently got off lucky, since I was able to sleep in my bed, as opposed to some people who had to sleep in their bathroom.
That's what I had the week of Christmas, that sent me to the ER, since couldn't keep even water down and got severely dehydrated. Sucktastic.
If this is the norovirus, it's under control; I haven't yet eaten solid food (only gatorade), but I'm about to try crackers.
(Wow, I have a thrilling life. Cracker-eating watch-and-post!)
Hey, I feel you. I was excited when I tried to eat some rice. I did it in the bathroom just so I wouldn't have to run.
iz tireds.
d when are you coming today? 3?
I'm riveted by the cracker nosh and post. Hoping hard for a non-event Steph. May every manner of calm descend on your tum.
I nearly called in wimpy this morning. But. I'm committed to coming into my friend's office and getting stuff done that I can't/don't do at home. Which, of course, is why I'm hanging with y'all this am.
But, still. Fortitude was shown. At least to the degree that I called friend to casually find out shifty eyes and scuffing foot when she was coming in.
God bless her, she picked me up and had even turned the bun warmer on for my seat. Have I mentioned what a great friend she is and how I love that particular technology?
Yeah buddy.
Thinking warm thoughts to Aims.
Teppy, feel better.
IOmeN I got a whole 7 hours of sleep last night. I dreamed I was shopping for winter coats, and while carrying my packages out to my car, I kept hearing a small kitten meowing for help. It was a fluffy little orange tabby. So it makes me wonder if my subconscious incorporated Sammie's actual begging me to get up to feed her, and reconnected with the old image of her being lost and alone in a big world when she was a kitten.