5/14/2006, 8:30 AM - a bowl of Total with vanilla soy milk.
3:45 PM - some more of the pasta from yesterday.
various times - a few swigs of chocolate soy milk and a few swigs of orange juice.
I was feeling pretty good this morning. I got some more dishes done, and I got some more cleaning done. I kind of lost my oomph, so I just sat around and watched TV for a while. I knew I should probably eat, but my stomach was feeling kind of weird. I ate in the afternoon (see above), and then I took a nap from about 5 to 6:30. My stomach was still feeling weird. I had some water, not wanting to be dehydrated. After having the water, my stomach changed from feeling weird to feeling acidy. I just felt like going to sleep, but going to sleep early, especially with a nap, would mean I'd likely be up in the middle of the night. However, I eventually decided to go to bed. It was maybe 7:45 or so. My stomach was still acidy, but I tried to get some sleep. I had some chills, but I kind of dozed. I woke up not too long after and was a little sweaty under the covers. I thought I had some various aches, but I also thought it was possible I was making myself think I had aches because I wasn't feeling well otherwise. My stomach was still acidy, so I finally decided to get up and try some baking soda and water. It tastes awful, but it's helped my stomach before. It took a while to muster the energy to get up, but I did. Drank some of the water, and there was still some baking soda left, so I filled the cup up again and drank some more. And then I puked in the sink. Three times, I think. And then two or three times more in the toilet. Not surprisingly, there was some pasta and black beans in there. My stomach certainly feels better, now. I think I'm going to take a bath and then head back to bed. I'm not sure what I'm going to eat tomorrow. Right now, nothing sounds particularly appealing, and I certainly don't want to try any more of the pasta. I've got some ground lamb defrosted in the fridge, but I don't really have the energy to cook it right now. Maybe I'll have some cereal in the morning, and then bring some avocadoes and some pears to work tomorrow (although neither is as ripe as I'd like). I sometimes wish I had a job where I could just stay home if I wanted to. Well, I guess I could stay home, but I would feel bad about it. We'll see how I feel in the morning, I guess.