steady diet of nothing

I think I’d better be more careful about where and what I eat. I’ve always been a marathon eater, but yesterday turned into a total fiasco. I can look back and pinpoint several possibles as to how I wound up getting sick, most likely pointing to the undercooked pound of bbq beef I ate at a bbq joint downtown for lunch. Something was just not right there.

Anyway I knew when I woke up at 5:30am I’d be hurling all day, and hurl I did. I’ve barely left my bed, though I think I’m dehydrated enough that a trip to CVS to rock some purple sprite PediaLyte is in order.

I feel a little better, and have gotten half a glass of ginger ale down (as per Wes’ magic prescription). I hope this passes soon, supposedly I’m renting a moving truck and clearing the garage out into a storage unit tomorrow at noon.