Day 13: the sicklies.

I was sick for the past few days with some sort of food poisoning/cold/barfing concoction that zapped all the energy out of me and made me disgustingly needy. All I know is, I never want to get drunk and have to vomit over a toilet…EVER…by the way, is this what being pregnant is like?! I get a little nauseous whenever I smell food that’s too strong.

So I’ve been moved to the lower bunk-the cave, as Andrea would call it. It’s nice down here…no jumping and leaping required. But this is what I’ve been staring at while I was laying in bed for a good half of the day.

Anyway, thanks for all the drugs, the love, the porridge, and the frequent checkups. I’m all better now!


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