All that airline travel must have caught up with me…… Took the S.O. to the Christmas party last night. Things were going well when, about 9:30 pm, my stomach felt like someone was using a thigh master on it and squeezing hard. I realized after a while this was not going away and this suit was expensive. Told the S.O. she could stay if she wanted to, but I have to go home…………
Spent the next 24 hours either asleep or in the shuttle mode between the bedroom and another room appointed with porcelain. Feeling a little better now, but have ingested nothing but soup and crackers.
I suspect this is a combination of flu and worrying over future life decisions. Somehow I liked it better perhaps when these things were decided on high and one simply went where instructed…………
With better health, better posts. Till then, gurgle gurgle gurgle…………
