Hate it, hate it, hate it. Ron called me "sickly" sometimes (before HE got sick ha ha) because he knew it pushed my button. I lived in a mold infested apartment with an alcoholic abuser. Of course I was sick a lot!
Anyway I was fine on vacation except for some of my usual headaches. I get home, massive migraine, now digestive issues. Ugh. I'm glad I'm at home today.
Hopefully this all resolves before tomorrow. It also begs the question, what the HECK do I eat today?
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