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as cuteoverload.com would say, this flu is "kickingks my 'tocks". i really thought last night that i'd be back at work today... then at 3am, i woke up to feel the tummy going *gurgle*. bleh. the worst part of having a stomach thing is the fact that i'm hypoglycemic -- eating nothing but saltines and gatorade means that my blood sugar is through the floor and i am just exhausted. please, PLEASE let this be done today, so i can enjoy my vacation day tomorrow!

angus, not knowing that mommy is sick, is loving having me home. i'm going stir crazy being cooped up all this time, but it certainly helps to have his little fuzzy body snuggled up next to me when i'm stuck on the sofa. speaking of going stir crazy -- i rented 2 documentaries to keep me sane yesterday, and i'd highly recommend both: "born into brothels" and "my kid could paint that". put them on your netflix and check them out.

tell me how this is possible.

12 hours ago, i was in the throes of a stomach bug that had been going on for 3 days. my body was getting rid of every last bit of food and liquid in not-very-delicate ways, and i was so woozy that i worried about making it the 1 mile to the store to get more gatorade.

cut to now -- my energy is about 75% back, the nausea is gone, and i ravenously scarfed down a cheeseburger and small fries from mcdonald's for dinner that has stayed down for 2 hours so far with no problem.

i do not understand the human body at all. how can things change that drastically in just a few hours, especially considering that this bug had been hanging on for so long? not that i'm complaining, i'm flippin' thrilled...