Tuesday night, or more correctly very early Wednesday morning, I was up taking care of Toby and started feeling nauseous. I thought it was just exhaustion but a few hours later I was tossing my cookies. J had gone back to work but I had to ring him by 9.30 and ask him to come home. Oh yuck.
Spent all day yesterday in bed and feel better this morning though still a bit fragile. I sincerely hope that this it and the Futers household is done with illness for quite a while.
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