Undone

i changed out of my sick clothes to go to work last night. I inform you now that I am firmly back in them. i’ve been throwing up again (i’m sure you wanted to know) and i still feel pretty ookie. I didn’t feel as wiped out this time. It was almost like my stomach said “What are you doing? You fed me too much, especially since we’re sick!” and spewed up any extra stuff. Not everything, just extra.

Part of me says “YOu should take some kind of medicine, it’ll help” and another part says “You can do it without it!” and i’m just left here wondering, Sure I can do it by myself, no doubt.

The question is, will i feel better by tomorrow?

I shouldn’t have gone to work last night. the extensive stress put on me there wasn’t very helpful. I wasn’t very helpful. I was sick. I sat on the counter, and wished for sleep.

the thing is, i’m one of those “sleep laying down” people, and when i feel like this, I only feel okay sitting up (not standing though, whoo boy, bad idea.) I’m hoping that if i turn on some Slayers while the kids are gone I can catch a few z’s in the recliner.

I’m thinking sitting here and typing isn’t helping either. So… I’m gonna go … lay down. Er… whatever.

Derringer Meryl [Urk] Out