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Some horrific lower intestinal bug hit me like a freight train about 1:45 this afternoon. I had to call Steffen to come home because I was afraid I was going to pass out. Cold sweat, nausea, vomiting, the big D. The works. Poor dr_a_nightfall called earlier and thought maybe he'd interrupted my Death Scene. (And all in all, made me think that I don't have it as bad as the poor lass in Wales did.)
Maybe it's food poisoning and I'll be over it by tomorrow.
Maybe it's food poisoning and I'll be over it by tomorrow.