Careful What You Wish For...

You know those jokes I made about getting dysentery to take off the weight I put on while in Paris? Well, it’s not as fun in practice as it is in theory. (Okay, I never thought it would be *fun*, but at least useful.) I’ve been feeling brutally sick since yesterday, to the point where I couldn’t go into the office today. I should be doing work while I’m here, but since I was up every two hours or so last night, I keep falling asleep. TL got me some water and bananas at my request to help settle my stomach and keep me hydrated, so that was really nice of him. He’s been very understanding and nice about this. As the day has gone on, I think it’s getting a little better thanks to the magic cocktail of Pepto, Mylanta, and Cipro (the key ingredient), but last night was just miserable. The raging headache doesn’t help, either.

(cue violins)