The headache hit about noon. I started vomiting a couple hours later. Spent a horrible night up in misery. I did have a couple of cats in the bed, though. I tried sipping a little water, vomited. I took a phenergan. It gave me a dry mouth, and I did not vomit for a couple of hours, but when it wore off I got sick again.
Most times I made it to my bucket, but one time I had to use the bathroom sink - happily I was just vomiting water. Back to bed.
Ron was mostly quiet, until I found him drinking 3 shots in a row. He swore to me he would only do 2 at a time because "Anything more makes me stupid". I asked him to stop, he shouted his butt hurt. I told him to take a pill, that's what they're for, and he cursed me out. Then he asked me when I would do his magnets.
At one point I got out of bed and got one of my frozen bottles of water. I put that on my head, it helped a little. As it thawed, I sipped at it.
I got up, thinking our pickup was 6 AM. It was not, it's almost 7. I could have slept another hour. I could have used it. Now our ride is late to get to work.
Ron will probably want to be #1 priority, even though I didn't have time to do snacks on Saturday. So I will have to remind him people only complain about empty snack machines. And we can always come back tomorrow to finish "his" work.
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