I woke up this morning with a scratchy throat, that developed into a headache.
I did get some reading done but I decided to take a nap around 4 in order to maybe clear my head.
After waking up at 7ish I didn't feel much better but I managed to get a little more reading done. Then my head started to pound.
At 8 O'clock I turned on the TV for a bit of a break to let the pain subside.
At 8:30 I contemplated taking some Nyquil to kill the pain and just start fresh in the morning but I didn't because
At 8:40 I vomited for the first time in at least 4 years.
I am officially sick, not just scratchy throat discomfort but full blown ickyness.
I still have 20 pages to write for monday.
I am currently torn between reading a bit more and just downing the Nyquil and hoping for Jesus to come down and lay hands on me (not in a dirty way...actually I don't mind so much if it is a little dirty...) before morning comes. I am actually starting to worry that I won't get this shit done. I do still have enough time if I am vaguely close to healthy...but I have a feeling tomorrow's just going to be worse.
This is not good.
Oh well...I feel a little better after giving a Roman cheer, maybe it'll go away. If not I'll have to fight through it. Still I have to admit that I could do without this at this point.
Housekeeping tip of the day: If you know you are going to upchuck before it comes out make sure to lift the toilet seat before you do your business. 9 out of 10 Bulimics say it vastly reduces the mess.