Oh So Sick...

I don't think I've ever had a stomach virus quite like this one. It came immediately following a very late banquet dinner at a Pastor Installation service and rendered me immobile for much of the next day (except of course to race to the restroom to hug the porcelain god). I tried desperately to will the body to let out whatever demon had entered it - and the direction it came was certainly not an issue so long as I was feeling better. But alas, the 7up went flat. The ginger ale went missing. The water was a last resort. And still, though my stomach complained audibly, nothing was moving along its course. I ate, reluctantly, two bowls of soup spread out over the course of the day. Bland, not what the brain said I wanted to eat. Now this morning I am preparing for work. I am hoping that I can run to the restroom and get the door unlocked quickly should the need arise... and I am praying that my rumblings within are not heard by way too curious students. I'm such a baby when it comes to being ill... and that's hard to handle when there are already two little'ns in the house needing my help.