What a waste of a day

Today started out badly with me waking up nauseated at 5am, and again around 6am, and then getting up when the alarm went off at 7am and hanging over the sink for a while with nothing happening. So I figured I'd better go to work, because I didn't feel diseased, just nauseated. It was probably the right thing to do, since I only had a couple bouts of non-productive hanging over the sink and then gradually felt better over the day. Except for reaching that balance point where you're no longer feeling so bad that you shouldn't eat and start feeling bad because you haven't eaten. I sipped my way through a couple bottles of apple juice over the day and then had clear broth and crackers when I got home. Still not feeling adventurous enough for anything more complicated. I was brain-dead for most of the day but managed to get a lot of writing done on a report where I'd already done all the thinking. Now all I want to do is sleep.

I'm really not sure what it was. Probably a touch of food poisoning of some sort, but the only thing I had last evening that I didn't have the day before was some fresh strawberries (yes, washed) that happened to have a hidden ladybug on them (detected when I bit into it -- yuck). I've gone decades without any stomach problems at all, but in the past year or two have had several episodes. Very annoying.

Well, the least I can do is indulge myself and hit the sack really really early in hopes of being thoroughly rid of this by tomorrow.