I am writing this post from in bed. I feel icky. A lot worse then icky, but I’m trying not to use inappropriate language.
Today I napped with Brady and spent the rest of the time on the floor, while he played, alternating between sitting up and laying down. There is no comfortable position.
My stomach is cramping and rolling. I’m nauseous and haven’t been able to eat all day. I keep trying, but nothing looks appealing whatsoever and I feel gaggy just looking at food.
Did you know that everything has a smell? Even shirts and the girls’ hair. And absolutely no smell is good when u have whatever it is that I have.
So now I lay in bed at 6:00pm with blankets covering me and the fan blowing at me. Air movement is a good thing. Cool air movement is even better.
Here’s to hoping I wake up miraculously cured tomorrow. I’m not holding my breath on that one though.
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