That’s how I felt for several hours last night. For whatever reason I was physically sick for the first time in a very long time. I hardly ever get truly sick, so for a few hours I was completely miserable. After I finally emptied my stomach, I ended up sleeping for about two hours in the early evening. About the time Amber came to bed I woke up and was wide awake, feeling fine. Guess it wasn’t the flu. I think I probably have to blame the Subway sandwich I had for lunch, since it was the only thing I ate besides a bowl of cereal yesterday.

The good news is that this morning I feel fine, and I’ll get to have some of the leftover Papa Murphy’s pizza that Amber made right about the time I was feeling worst. You can’t beat pizza for breakfast.