The day’s almost over and it hasn’t been a fun one so far. Right after lunch yesterday I began feeling fairly ill, shakey and sick to my stomach. Not sure if it was a bug or just a bad burrito but it wasn’t good whatever it was. I had made plans to hit some golf balls with Neil after work and was really about 50/50 whether or not I could even do it. Especially since I spent about a half an hour or more overall in the bathroom throughout the latter part of the day getting some “magazine time” in.

By the time we finished at the driving range I was feeling feverish and nauseous and achy. Upon my arrival at home I changed into some gym pants and laid on the cold couch. Not good. Downed two Tylenol PM’s, took my temperature (99.8 degrees) and went to bed without any dinner. Just wasn’t hungry.

Throughout the night it was the same dream over and over and over and over, getting up to drink some Gatorade from time to time and falling back to sleep again.

I would have called into work today but that probably wouldn’t have gone over too well as the boss and our project manager are both out today. I’m sure they would have thought it was a little too convient for me to get sick on a Friday. So I tuffed it out all day and got some work done, though I’ve been kind of out of it all day. Hopefully I’ll feel better over the weekend but we’ll see.