Sunday, April 27, 2008

Well, it wasn't insomnia

If you'll read my post below, you'll notice that I didn't want to go to sleep on Friday night. I'm usually eager to fall into a REM cycle,but not that night. I finally went to sleep around 12:45, but woke at about 1:30 with the feeling of "uh oh" "something is about to go horribly wrong here." I got violently ill. I spent all day yesterday in a sickly haze of trips to the bathroom. As my good friend's fiance says, I did plenty of "calling the dinosaurs" (vomiting). I spent all day today in bed watching horribly written lifetime movies. (I haven't done that since i was 20.) So now, I'm starting to get my sea legs again. I'm not quite myself, but I have to declare myself well. I can't stay in bed any longer. My back hurts.

P.S. Thanks to our friends who graciously took the girls while Baxter was enduring the 30 hour famine. :)


aunt kiki said...

i'm glad you're starting to feel better! you need to take care of your health, lady!

The Lashers said...

Oh Amy, I don't know what is worse; the repeated trips to the bathroom or the pain of the lifetime made for tv movies..... I'm glad you're feeling better!

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