I was all set to go singing last night but my stomach started to feel worse and worse as the evening went on. I finally asked Ray to drive me back home from Bisbee where I moaned in agony all night long on a heating pad. It felt like a giant claw was clintching my back. There was no barfing or anything like that. Just hard cramps in my tummy and my back. I lay in bed most of today. I finally had to make myself get up.
Man do I feel like shit.
I was so looking forward to a relaxing Sunday outside. Instead I got to lay in bed all day. Last weekend was the flood, this weekend a stomach bug. And I’m supposed to be flying back from Chicago next weekend?