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On Friday morning at 4am I woke up and was so, so sick. Yucky! I felt so crappy. Went back to bed. At 6am I was sick again. By 9:30 I called my boss and said I wasn't coming in to work. Not sure he believed me. He made some comment about figuring I was taking the day off. It was a Friday before the long weekend after all. I actually wished I was at work. I tried to get up, was sick again. Made it downstairs and tried to drink something. That didn't work so well. Sick again. Blaach! It was terrible. I checked my temperature and it was 101.2 Not good. Definitely the stomach flu.
I never ate or drank anything on Friday. I went to bed at 9pm with a migraine and woke up at 9:30am the next morning feeling better. I actually ate breakfast! Yay for eating and drinking again.
It was really crappy timing too since my husband had been away on a business trip for a week and a half and he came home on Friday night. He has to go away again soon so he slept in the other room so as not to get sick. Crap.
Being sick sucks!
I never ate or drank anything on Friday. I went to bed at 9pm with a migraine and woke up at 9:30am the next morning feeling better. I actually ate breakfast! Yay for eating and drinking again.
It was really crappy timing too since my husband had been away on a business trip for a week and a half and he came home on Friday night. He has to go away again soon so he slept in the other room so as not to get sick. Crap.
Being sick sucks!