I woke up early Sunday morning shivering in place in bed, despite it being wonderfully warm in the best way. Stomach flu. Yay. Thanks much to gipsieee and especially to solomoning for sticking with me and helping me out, especially during the disgusting and mortifying bits. And for keeping me fed with miso soup (which I could keep down, and kept me properly fed and hydrated.)

The last time I was sick like this, I had to ride it out almost completely solo.

I feel much better right now, but then I felt much better several times thru the day, and they didn't last.

The odds are good I'm not going to work in the morning.

I feel bad that I missed julzerator choral performance.



It also really didn't help that I had a morning panic attack about getting packed and moved. I'm considering apologetically clearing my social calendar for the rest of the month, or at least mostly so, and going heads down into getting my stuff moved.