Today was the first time I've hurled since I was in the hospital with the whole gallbladder thing - almost 6 years ago. I lost all of my coffee in a wastebasket by the time clock at work while nice people brought me water and napkins. Thank you very nice people!
My tummy did feel almost instantly better.
So, I made my way into the office, sat down, told Steve that I hurled - and mind you, I was pasty white and sweating - and got talked into staying.
We opened every table and then closed quite a few so I went home and put myself in bed about 3ish and woke up at 6ish and I still have a huge knot in my stomach that nothing seems to be taking away.
I also had some really nice questions at work, like...could it be food poisoning? And the ever popular...are ya pregnant??
Thanks guys again for the water, napkins, and to Steve for calling me a trooper.
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