I had a hard time getting up: dizzy and completely sick. The morning was OK, I managed to get some food through, but by noon I could hardly get around without throwing up. That hurt quite a lot too, since I didn’t have anything in my stomach.
By evening, I came around a bit, and currently I’m only a bit light-headed not sure if I’m actually better, but at least I’m ranting again.
In other news (beside the upcoming 9-11 memorials), tomorrow it’s also Raymond Scott’s birthday, which I will honour with a couple of profound and appropriately named entry titles.