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I worked hard yesterday and made progress on many things. About 3pm my tummy started making me feel weird. Okay...well, I'd been on antibiotics last week...so maybe its just pushing the last of the stuff through. Eh. I get home and am tired. I crash hard with the cats on the couch. I awake and the tummy still isn't happy and I curl up into a little ball. Hmmm...food poisoning? No idea. I get sent to bed at 9pm. I oblige and bake myself in a shower and then curl into bed. At some point mel came in and turned off the light. I awake some time later and barely make it to the bathroom to hurl. Thank goodness I didn't eat dinner. I drink some water...complain that I called for the hubby and he didn't here me, drink some water and go back to bed. I toss and turn most of the night and have vivid dreams of archeological digs. I'm sore and tired when mel gets up and I figure...some more sleep will probably help.

Well, I'm now at work, 2 hours late, and I'm okay. If things get odd, I'll go home. But I think I can manage to make it to the meetings i need to, get my slides ready for brian and go home. I had 5 hours extra this week already so I'll be okay on time. Just need to get tings completed. Blah.