The guys are off skiing.
It's Sunday. Seems a shame to waste it being sick. Since we took in church last night, I was supposed to sleep in, have a leisurely breakfast, then get my basket stuffers arranged in their pots but something I ate disagreed with me and I spent the day in bed.
The day? Yes.
So it was more than just a bad breakfast. I'm not sure yet what that "more" is, but it hurts.
Losing my breakfast didn't help. The pain was still there. Even turned down an invite for dinner and a movie.
Staying up all hours doesn't help but it's hard to sleep in pain. Tylenol should kick in any minute now.