Writhe-a-thon… it was a typo, but an accurate one considering how I felt today. I seem to have been food poisoned on Wednesday night. Something’s been messing with my system, making me feel cold when it’s hot, hot when it’s cold, making me sleep most of the day, making me feel dizzy and weak, and, of all things, making me pee a lot. (And no, it’s not diabetes.)
We have a theory that it was either the food I picked up on the way home last night — Lime had a hankering for something she used to have when whe worked at the hospital I was at yesterday — or else from the ice cream bar I had last night, which may have melted and refrozen before I bought it.
In any case, I felt like hell for a lot of the day and most of the evening, but suddenly felt better about 2:00am. Too late to go for a long walk, unfortunately, but not too late to get some more writing done. Anyway, here are my stats for Thursday:
“A Killing in Burma