I am sick.
I woke up at 3 am and proceeded to lose every remaining ounce of fluid in my body over the next three hours. About every five minutes.
I don’t remember the last time I felt so steam-rollered.
So I took work calls from home on the sofa under a blanket shivering and trying to sip water.
I slept when I wasn’t working.
And now that the family is eating dinner, I’m going to bed.
I’m writing, but not much. More tomorrow.