though it is not for lack of trying.

Late Monday night something evil took over my body with intentions of ruining me, and did not let go until after much discomfort and a doctor visit. I hate needles, but was happy to offer up each arm; a shot to reduce nausea, and I gave blood for some tests. Squeezing Kelly‘s hand with all available strength made it easier. She stayed home from work to keep me as comfortable as possible, to find a doctor and get me to the office, and to remind me to sip, not gulp my water. I would likely still be writhing in pain if it was not for her.

I have fortunately since regained control of my body. Last night I was able to sleep, and I am currently re-hydrating and restoring energy at home on the couch; Propel and Cheerios the meal of choice. When the Propel runs out, I’m switching to the daring combination of Sprite and Cranberry juice.

Thanks to all that have wished me well! I hope to walk among the living tomorrow once I have more energy.