Sick is bad

So yesterday, against my better judgment I went to work. I wanted to get to work complete my tasks and get home before one as I knew I was feeling poor and didd't want to potentially infect anyone or make myself worse. Unfortunately I was not able to get my work done on time. Never one to leave in the middle of a task I stayed as long as possible....until 430 when the vomiting began.

When I got home I crawled right into bed and hoped to fall asleep. Instead I couldn't get comfortable and ended up just tossing around getting up to vomit every half hour or so.

Finally fell asleep after 7 and woke up after 9. Vince made me drink soda water and tonic water which finally settled my stomach and let me get some sleep. This morning I was still feeling yucky and decided going to work is just not going to help.

Doctor's orders: Rest and fluids. That is what I am doing. I want to get well soon so I can get back to my family and work.