Well, this is not at all how I expected today to go.
Friday, February 24th, 2006 11:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chanaleh
I'm sick. But not with the cold/flu. I have a stomach bug. Woke up shortly before 4am this morning, and threw up. Again at 5:15, and again around 6. Since then, it's calmed down a bit (moving gradually in the other direction, it seems, which I think is a positive sign); I also recorded a fever of close to 100 around 11am, though that seems to have receded for now.
My working theory is that it's something I ate, in my makeshift dinner between rehearsal and bedtime last night. I can't think about it in too much detail, though, or I start to feel worse. >:-)
I'm reasonably comfortable as long as I lie down, but I still feel crappy and shaky as soon as I get any more vertical. So I'm going to go continue lying in bed for the rest of the day.
This sucks, man. I had all this little stuff I meant to get tied up at work today, too.
EDIT, 2:30 pm: Just kidding. Fever up to 101 on the dot. WTF?? Applesauce staying down, though.
EDIT, 7:20 pm: Fever hovering near 102. Almost kinda hungry though (yes, I have some soup on hand, thank you all). Tiger Boy stopped by this afternoon with more ginger ale, and recited me a Tolkien poem with some of the most beautiful language I've heard in ages ["Errantry"]. And then I slept more.
My working theory is that it's something I ate, in my makeshift dinner between rehearsal and bedtime last night. I can't think about it in too much detail, though, or I start to feel worse. >:-)
I'm reasonably comfortable as long as I lie down, but I still feel crappy and shaky as soon as I get any more vertical. So I'm going to go continue lying in bed for the rest of the day.
This sucks, man. I had all this little stuff I meant to get tied up at work today, too.
EDIT, 2:30 pm: Just kidding. Fever up to 101 on the dot. WTF?? Applesauce staying down, though.
EDIT, 7:20 pm: Fever hovering near 102. Almost kinda hungry though (yes, I have some soup on hand, thank you all). Tiger Boy stopped by this afternoon with more ginger ale, and recited me a Tolkien poem with some of the most beautiful language I've heard in ages ["Errantry"]. And then I slept more.