A bug??

Eating hasn't been fun lately.

It started last Wednesday. I barely made it out of the bathroom. In an hours time I was in there on ten different occasions. Not a pleasant way to spend a Wednesday.

Wait, then came Thursday. Same story. I was able to stay out of there long enough to run into town and watch my grandson's Christmas program. Too cute. It was absolutely adorable. For anyone in the audience, I really hope I didn't give you the bug.

Friday was more of the same with living in the bathroom.

I just knew when I went to bed on Friday night that Saturday would be okay. If it were a bug it would have run its course.

Wrong. More of the same on Saturday. My stomach hurt. I was ready to admit I needed to get to the doctor on Monday. Even knowing some of the tests they'd want to run wouldn't be pleasant in the least little bit.

Sunday was no better. I spent much of it worried about how in the hell I'd pay for all the medical bills that I'd rack up on Monday.

Monday. Was. Heaven. I woke and I was normal again.

Today has been as kind as Monday.

I have no idea what I had. I'm guessing a bug of some kind. It's a five day ordeal. Which gets really old before it's finished.

In other news, there's a respectable chance of seeing the lights tonight. The stars are out right now.