The Stomach Flu Sucks

That is all.

Actually, I keep feeling better as the hours pass. I might even still make it out to Amy and Jeff’s house tonight, as now I’m not so much feeling bad as just feeling like I got hit by a damn truck.

Whew. I’m going to chat with Amy and crash back into bed.

5 comments

  1. Unfortunately, that was the first bad joke that came to my mind. It was quickly followed by memories of my last two stomach flu / food poisoning instances. *hurk*

  2. Yeah, thanks. Now even I’M feeling queasy.

    Oh, well – if Geof can make it out here tonight, we’ll dose him up with corn chowder and hopefully make him feel better.

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