Bug

I woke up and went to the gym yesterday. Came out and went for some coffee. Stood at the cafe counter and realized I wasn't hungry and that coffee didn't sound so appealing. But I got a cup and sat down. Within an hour, I knew something was wrong. My stomach felt funny.

That was the beginning of a hell-ish weekend. Runs, fever, chills, achiness, weakness. Last night I tossed and turned, slept, tossed and turned, asked for mercy. Yikes.

I just took a shower. Had some chicken soup. I can only hope I've turned a corner.

Please. Say it's so.