I feel like crap. I went to bed last night feeling great and woke up at 3 am going "uh oh". Lets just call it stomach issues and leave it at that. And a fever. And chills. My angel and my devil duked it out in the wee hours, but at 5 am I finally gave in to the inevitable and called in sick. That makes me feel even more like crap, because we've been short-handed lately and I know I just gave my co-workers an even harder day than usual.
But it was a good thing I did. I slept until almost 2 pm, woke up briefly and went back to sleep. And that's been the pattern for the rest of the day. I have a permanent pillow crease on my left cheek. My mental sharpness is about equal to putting ice cubes in a glass, so thinking fast on my feet at work would have presented some problems.
The kids have been great. Surfer Dude even set a can of soup and a can opener next to a pan on the stove for me before he headed out to school. Gumby came right home after school and sat on my bed, all while telling me how I didn't look quite as dreadful as I had in the morning. And Sasquatch took the trash out like he had promised - the first time I mentioned it.
Wow. I think I'm going to go back to sleep and ponder that. And hope that tomorrow starts off a lot better than today did.