Home sick in bed.
Feel like crap. Sad, cold, painful crap.
Unsafe for me to be in a car, let alone drive one right now. (Now there’s a lovely mental picture for you)
No fever (97 degrees, WTF?).
Josh thinks I’m reacting to my flu shot, but I think it’s too late for that to be happening since I had that done early Friday.
I think it’s something I ate; something that hates me. All I ate yesterday was some bacon and eggs (bought fresh that morning), some Pringles (which I’ve been eating for years) and a bowl of Alpha-Bits (also been eating for years… and also on weekday mornings for the past couple weeks).
I’m curled under the duvet and have the mattress heater cranked up, but I’m still freezing. Also WTF.
I need to feel better soon since I have 130ish samples coming in from the West alone today, plus whatever from Ontario. ie. More than can be done in a day, so I need to get back ASAP.
Blurgh.
Sleep now.