I don't know what happened. Yesterday, Tam and I had essentially the same thing for breakfast and supper, give or take her grown-up gin-and-tonic and my noon snack of Reese's Cups.
About nine -- call it 21-sleepy -- last night, I started getting a tummy ache and in short order, was exhibiting the symptoms of norovirus (you won't mind if I skip the details?) along with chills and localized abdominal pain. It just got worse and worse. I tried to lay down and sleep through the worst of it, but I hurt too much. Standing and walking weren't a whole lot better and I was having to take frequent visits down the hall. Around midnight I got some relief soaking in a hot bathtub for a little while and managed to fall asleep for nearly a half an hour. Dried off, wrapped up in a towel and promptly found myself "calling dinosaurs." They seemed to take a lot of calling. Tummy pains were bad enough that Tam suggested I'd better go to the hospital. I would have, too, but if it was norovirus, I would just be delivering a highly contagious and incurable aliment to a building full of sick people, which is a lousy trick. So I resolved to see if the pain (not a typical noro symptom) and chills were going to get worse.
From there until about ten this morning, I never got more than 45 minutes rest and never really got warm, despite turning the electric blanket up to "MAX." I fell asleep at ten a.m., still hurting and feeling wretched. Tam tried to wake me an hour later and couldn't. (She was headed to the store.)
Woke up fifteen minutes ago. Still a little chilled but not hurting. What a relief! Just had a mug of weak tea and a slice of buttered toast. Hoping it'll stay with me.
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