Bedridden Again

Posted Sat, 08/12/06

I was so ill last Thursday I stayed in bed most of the time, clad in my long nightgown over which I wore a black tee-shirt. It was awful, and I hated every minute of it. I think I also slept around the clock, with brief risings every six hours or so. I managed to gag down a hot cup of tea the night before last, but it didn't help.

I'm a tad better today, although I feel as weak as a kitten. I'm not sure what attacked me this time, but I am truly fed up with feeling under the weather. I have too much to do to be sidelined at the moment.

I haven't eaten in two days, either. Yet I'm still not hungry; the thought of food right now curls my stomach. I'm definitely not pregnant, so the nausea remains a mystery.