My retching was so pitiful Ron called the other vendor to get our delivery. We can go in tomorrow.
I threw up again and went back to bed.
Ron's pretty deaf, I didn't know he could hear me but he made sympathetic noises every time I was vomiting, which I appreciated.
He got me the day off which is what really matters. I don't think anyone wanted me yarking in my bucket at work. Not good for business.
We can work tomorrow. Let's just pray the thing is gone by then. If it's a 24 hour migraine I still have about 5 hours on it.
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