I threw up before going to bed last night, which I thought was from the amount of grease I had yesterday. This morning was a whole different story, though. My stomach wouldn’t stop rolling, and I ended up with a fever over 103ºF, so I stayed in bed all day. I did get a couple calls, from Johnny and then Tammy, but otherwise I could barely move and only got up to go to the bathroom. I was completely liquified, so I tried keeping water flowing in the best I could.
Summer brought home some KFC, which sounded awful after all the fried food yesterday. Once my fever started to come down and I could make it out to the kitchen a little better, I warmed up some rice to eat with shredded pork. Summer went to bed in preparation for her Nebo run in the morning, and I got up long enough to write about being sick all day before returning to bed.
Gurgle!