Oh, dear.
I'm sorry, everyone.
I thought I was feeling better on Tuesday; I rallied a bit, and was able to do my League blog post, but I did spend much of the day resting and watching lame daytime tv.
Wednesday, though...Wednesday was bad. So bad that when the hubs came home from work he called the doctor, and the doctor actually made a house call to give me some sort of anti-nausea shot which did help somewhat. So bad I couldn't even read. The words just swam on the page and made me feel yucky.
I have not eaten anything except a couple of Ritz crackers. I've managed to keep down some Gatorade and some Sprite. And today I even took a shower!!! which was very exciting, if a bit tiring. And yes, I lost just over five pounds (which, okay, I'd be fairly pleased if that sticks, I admit.)
So I'm hoping I'm genuinely on the road to recovery now. Let's hope.
Meanwhile, not a lot has been happening. I lost an entire week of work, not good. Well, I did manage to scrape 2k words together on Tuesday night. But considering my goal for the week was at least 14k, it's rather depressing. Especially as this was Princess's half-term week, when I thought I'd really be able to get cracking.
There is some good stuff going on, though! Have you all seen
Cyn's news? Cyn's been a friend of ours here for a long time, so let's all congratulate her!
And honestly, that's pretty much it for me, I'm sorry. The week has not left me much room to formulate opinions on anything, and my stomach is making ominous sounds despite my feeling a bit better.