My stomach has been off for the last week or so, nothing terrible, just a vague unease that sometimes seemed like it was about to turn into something unpleasant but never quite did. Until Sunday, when I woke at dawn feeling sweaty, restless, and moderately awful.
I wasn't deathly ill, but my stomach hurt and I couldn't really imagine doing much beyond curling up with a bottle of ORS and dozing through a Downton Abbey marathon. (These are the moments when I am truly grateful that I have a laptop. There's nothing quite like television when all you want to do is lie very still and pass the time.)
Monday morning I felt better (which was good because there was a meeting marathon Monday and Tuesday) and now, on Wednesday, I'm feeling pretty much back to normal. Just in time for Thanksgiving!
I wasn't deathly ill, but my stomach hurt and I couldn't really imagine doing much beyond curling up with a bottle of ORS and dozing through a Downton Abbey marathon. (These are the moments when I am truly grateful that I have a laptop. There's nothing quite like television when all you want to do is lie very still and pass the time.)
Monday morning I felt better (which was good because there was a meeting marathon Monday and Tuesday) and now, on Wednesday, I'm feeling pretty much back to normal. Just in time for Thanksgiving!
