Slammed.

That is about how I feel. I went to the doctor today, (no, I do not have "the Swine") but I do have a heinous, and when I say a heinous I am saying a mean, mean, mean stomach flu! I feel about how I did when I had gallbladder attacks and my stomach even hurts so much at times that my pain is up there with when I had kidney stones. I'm really starting to think death is a better alternative. My body aches, my head throbs, and the joys of having a stomach flu have long worn out any of their welcome. Thank heavens for wonderful mother-in-laws and specially Mike. I just am hoping Collin stays healthy, because his temp was somewhat elevated this morning. Am I being a good patient? Nope. I do not want anything to drink or eat, but my sweet Mike is forcing me to eat and drink something. So am off to eat a little Jello (starting to feel a little sympathy to those patients of mine on clear diets) and need to go and take another anti-nausea pill, than need to get some sleep, maybe? So I will be back when I feel better, because everything is taking a lot of energy.