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The good news is my stomach is settled, at least to the point of no more barfing. The bad news is that my ass is still thoroughly kicked - 101° fever and zero energy.
Phase I felt like food poisoning, though thankfully much less severe than last time. But no one else that I've been eating with has gotten sick, and I'm not sure what could have been bad in the first place. So let's call it a virus, but again, not sure where I could have picked it up. Meh.
Phase II is where I can't get myself out of bed for more than a couple minutes. It beats the barfing, but it's totally not how I was planning to spend my Labor Day.
Phase I felt like food poisoning, though thankfully much less severe than last time. But no one else that I've been eating with has gotten sick, and I'm not sure what could have been bad in the first place. So let's call it a virus, but again, not sure where I could have picked it up. Meh.
Phase II is where I can't get myself out of bed for more than a couple minutes. It beats the barfing, but it's totally not how I was planning to spend my Labor Day.
