It started off well.
I slept until noon. Whoa I know, but much needed.
Then I was feeling pretty good, almost like normal. We prepared a big Mexican feast, with margs and Corona, and I danced around the kitchen.
But then I got really sick after dinner, and it went really bad around bedtime. I had another accident (ugh ugh ugh) and then over an hour plus of toilet time. It was bad. I barely slept at all.
Woke up feeling queasy. I def don’t want to eat anything. I feel very ugh.
In other news, it’s finally the last week of school. And Freya gets home from NYC tonight.
In the meantime, I just want to sleep.