You guys, I thought I was feeling better when I woke up today, but even though I've eaten a normal breakfast (oatmeal with applesauce, protein powder, and strawberries, followed by a banana), I have what feel like low-blood-sugar shakes something fierce. I'm full from breakfast, so I don't know what to do. (Tim is at work, or else I'd be bothering him with this. Although he's HORRIBLE at crises, and generally just sits there looking at me with a really worried look on his face and doesn't offer ANY help, including asking if I want to go to urgent care. He freezes up and just looks worried. And I'm sure he is genuinely worried, but he's zero help at a solution. If I tell him what I neeed -- aka, please drive me to urgent care now -- he'll do it, but he will never ever EVER come up with a solution on his own, and I truly fear for the day I break a bone and he can't decide on his own that that warrants a trip to the ER.)

Anyway, side rant about husband over. What the shit should I do? Eat more? If so, what? I'm really full and don't want more food, but these shakes are worrying me. Oatmeal with fruit and protein powder covers the complex carbs/fiber as well as a lot of protein. So what now?

Peanut butter on a spoon is what I do in that situation.

This house has no shortage of peanut butter. I can give that a shot.

Sorry you're hurting, Theo.

Starbucks drive thru + gift card = breakfast. It's not good, and it's not what I ordered, exactly, but that's what I get for deciding to eat.

ETA: yikes, Tep! I hope the peanut butter helps.

Dang it, still pukey. That was gross. I don't want to go to urgent care. I can just deal with this at home, right? It's just a stomach bug.

Hope the peanut butter helps, Steph. If not, I'd try a lie down.

Matt, your love of chicken livers reminds me of my mother. She loved them too. I find them pretty inedible myself, even when prepared by a proper Jewish deli. As a side note, I do love the Moosewood recipe for vegetarian chicken livers (if memory serves, it's made out of walnuts and green beans instead) as it has all the flavor that I like and none of the flavor that I don't.

Oh no, Steph! I just posted, but had erased a sentence when I said for me the shakes sometimes precede needing to hurl. I didn't want to set something off. But I guess my intuition was right, darn it. I would say rest up, you probably don't need urgent care. But you might need TLC if there's someone you can call on to drop by and check on you, maybe bring by some gatorade or something.

Tim's going to be home in a hour, and we have gatorade mix (I think; I know we had it in the summer when it was insanely hot and Tim was pulling scrap metal out of an old un-airconditioned building.)

If you have some of that fake chicken broth you were making egg drop soup out of, that might be a good thing to have ready to sip.

I could make that, yeah. (It's a bouillon cube of mystery, the mystery being How Does It Taste Like Chicken When It Is Vegan? So I can throw it in boiling water and make broth.)

I think there's ginger beer (not alcoholic; Reed's ginger beer, way more bitey than ginger ale) in the fridge, too. And plain old fizzy water from the SodaStream machine.

Stupid stomach.