Aw, poop

I thought I was over this...

Ten days ago I started feeling ill. Five days ago I gave up and went to the doctor. He gave me antibiotics and patted me on the head. "You'll feel better in three or four days," he sad paternally.

The last two days I've felt pretty good. I felt pretty good when I woke up this morning. We were going to take our beloved nephew and nieces to a movie and maybe to the Sioux City Art Center. I was happy. I like the kids.

Then I took a nap. Just a little half-hour snooze on the couch, nothing epic. And I woke up feeling ill again. Fever, chills, nausea, the works... It's settled down quite a bit now, but we had to cancel our afternoon with the kids -- I'd hate to give them the creeping crud.

I hope I can shake this soon! I'm gonna settle in for some nice chicky soup now. Hopefully I'll be back to write more later today.