Yes it does.
I am miserable.
My whole body hurts.
I am just now attempting to eat some saltine crackers to see if I can manage to hold them down.
So far today everything (sprite and cream of wheat) has come up but club soda mixed with water.
I’ve had to delegate painting to Zach. He’s over there unsupervised. OMG! I’m just giving him heck (he reads this ya’ know!). I’m sure he’s doing a great job. And he knows how meticulous I wanted to be on this project.
A hot bath sorta helped with the sore, achy muscles, but that only lasts so long.
I want to feel better. Pronto, Tonto.
What's on your mind?