Feeling so horrible and sick today, I’m in tears.
The morning was fine. I didn’t feel awesome, but everything was pretty normal — I actually got a lot done, before I was flattened with the proverbial bulldozer of extreme malaise around 2pm.
I don’t get sick very often, but when I do, well, it’s ugly.
My head is pounding, spinning. I feel nauseous. And everything hurts. I’m shaky and dry mouthed, with no appetite and alternating between feeling like I’m on fire and spending the winter in Antarctica wearing just a t-shirt.
And I don’t know what else to say, except that I could really use a hug.