Okay - probably not but something got me in the middle of the night on Saturday/Sunday....I was restless all night, couldn't sleep...felt like there was a bit pit in my stomach. Did I have to pee? Was I just awake because Dahlia was actually sleeping? Did I have food poisoning...?
I finally got up to pee and then decided that throwing up would also be a good thing to do. Ugh. Nothing like visiting the porcelain god at 3am. I went back to bed but was plagued by stomach issues (and more bathroom visits) off and on.
I felt terrible yesterday morning. Crampy stomach, achy back and legs, it was not fun.
I had to go to Hinckley for a rehearsal and it was all I could do to hold it together. I felt bad as I am supposed to be the captain on this ship and I could hardly sit up straight.
When I got home Steve had taken Dahlia to his Dad's so I was able to take a nap. I felt better & worse off & on through the evening.
I slept better last night - but still was up a bit. At least I haven't gotten sick again. I feel about 75% today but MAN I feel like I'm on the edge. I wonder what it was...? I'm not used to being hit by such stomach attacks!