In the early evening yesterday I started feeling a little queasy. I was bringing laundry in and Misha said “Are you okay? You don’t look very good.” (thanks BTW) around 7:30 or 8 I started throwing up and it just escalated from there. I was throwing up about every 30 minutes almost all night long.

I’m not throwing up right now (sheer will) but I have really bad stomach cramping, am nauseous, tired, and flipping back and forth from burning up to freezing. It’s either the left over Chinese I had yesterday for lunch or the norovirus. Whatever it is I feel like death.

Now for some cuteness: