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@liam2015, thank you, and yes, my drive home from work involved frequent use of an emesis bag. Thankfully I keep some in my vehicle for just such occasions. Last evening was pretty much wasted by hanging out in the loo. I am assuming that it must be some stomach bug, and that by attempting to halt it's eradication from my intestines on Sunday night as a trade off to try to sleep, I may have provided housing for it longer than it wanted to pay rent for.
So, tried letting nature take it's course yesterday and today, and hoping it responds to eviction notice.
Unfortunately, because of Spence's need for resort like living for 11 weeks, I have no time accumulated to call in sick.
As a consequence, Spence has had no pain meds of any kind (which would just be Tylenol at this point), so maybe he will think twice about trying to return to the resort.
So, tried letting nature take it's course yesterday and today, and hoping it responds to eviction notice.
Unfortunately, because of Spence's need for resort like living for 11 weeks, I have no time accumulated to call in sick.
As a consequence, Spence has had no pain meds of any kind (which would just be Tylenol at this point), so maybe he will think twice about trying to return to the resort.
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. Can't sleep, can't get comfortable, have pain from my bum to my knee
. Really thought this kind of stuff was in my rearview mirror.
Have to work tomorrow and teach CPR, so not even an *office* day. Beyond mentally drained already.
So much I still have to do *catch up* wise at work, and not enough time or energy in my day.
Feel like I am not giving Spence what he needs. Have not exercised or stretched all week, and I don't mean like go to a gym workout kind of exercising, just some walking for maybe 30-45 min.
Not in a good head space. Sorry for whining. Have. Nothing. Left. 2 steps forward, 10 steps back. 


don't forget, you're our paramedic on our bike trip and our designated driver lol! feel better.


We schleped to work, rearranged furniture, set up manikins, taught course, cleaned and put away manikins and supplies, moved more furniture (conference room is small, so have to remove tables, rearrange things to have open floor space), gathered stuff I need for Mon since I will not be at my main office, schleped back to car and somehow made it home.
I did check in throughout the day when I had the chance (don't judge me, you would sneak a look at the phone while going to the bathroom if that was your only opportunity as well!
), and definitely felt the support! I was surprised since I left my directional foil antenna at home hooked up to top secret equipment so that it emitted a continuous stream of positive vibes to
So yes, that means that he had to bend a fair amount as I stepped down.
As soon as my left foot touched down, I froze for a brief moment as the realization of what just happened swept over me.
I expected to hear at least a small yelp, if not the sound of bloody murder screaming aloud, but that ever so brief moment was silent.
The misstep did not hurt Spence as I thought it should have.
Don't get me wrong, by this point he was swollen and achy and just feeling not so great overall, but there was no sharp pain. There was no collapse to the floor. It was a reasonably fluid and controlled motion.
Hopefully we will both get a good night's sleep tonight. 

I just wish that I could get just one night of truly restorative, restful, deep sleep, but alas, I must be stubbornly unique.