I woke up this morning feeling sick at my stomach, barfed a couple times and had three rounds of the trots. I tried to tell myself that I could go to work, but common sense finally won out, so I called off. It's been several years since that happened.
I then went back to bed and slept until 2PM! When I got up, I haf three more rounds with the trots, then my wife and I took a jaunt to town to get her and the dog some lunch and a large Sprite for me. I had three crackers, two french fries and a few sips of Sprite for my lunch. You know a fat guy is sick when he eats like that!
I went back to bed at 5 and slept until 7. I then had half a stack of crackers and a few more sips of soft drink for my supper. I feel pretty good now, but I'm atill not very hungry. I suspect I just had something that didn't agree with my system, or I wouldn't be recovering so quickly. It really hurts to lose a day's work when I'm still playing cath-up from a lean, long winter, though. I'm sipping water now, to try and get rehydrated. I should be good to go in the morning.