Sick.
Amy and I went to Taste of Saskatchewan last night, this big 'festival' thing where all sorts of local restaurants set up kiosks to sell small portions of their food at. Each one has 3 items, and it costs $2-4 for each one.
After our visit last night, I was feeling okay. An hour and a half later, I was so tired I had to go to bed. A few hours after that, I woke up in such stomach pain I was moaning out loud (how Amy didn't hear me I'll never know) and had to go camp out in the bathroom for about a half-hour, because I was sure I was going to be sick.
This morning I don't feel much better.
I can't afford to be sick today. I've got a major switchover happening at work, and I'm going to have to be there late.
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jpublic) wrote,
sick
