Yesterday was a lost day. Lost due to a stomach bug that had me caught in it’s clutches for the entire day.
I moved from various spots in an attempt to get comfortable but it just didn’t happen.
The couch. The bed. The couch again.
Dale kept suggesting I sit up but when I sat up I was dizzy.
So I moaned. A lot. Dale said moaning was useless but I disagree. It helped.
What really helped, though, was 10 hours straight sleep. I feel like myself again today – hooray.
I could ill afford to miss a day of work this week since I’m on vacation next week but it will all get done some how.
And I’m extremely grateful that this didn’t hit me while traveling.