August 5, 2004

I feel like complete dookie.  Yesterday was just the beginning and after I finished writing the journal, the rest of the day is pretty much a blur.  I went to bed for a good bit of it.  Eric came home and made some dinner for himself and the kids.  My stomach was churning and a mess.  My tooth was an explosion of pain and my legs were aching from the stings.  Eric was asking me something about how long to broil salmon and I know I snapped at him and I regret it.  Mostly, I just feel like crap and want to be left alone.  I didn't get much sleep last night and although I feel better today, I'm still not up for the full on mommy, housekeeper, house redecorator deal.  I feel about as weak as a kitten and like I could sleep for a week.  I must have gotten some kind of bug or something.  I was already feeling flu-like before I got stung and I think that just took me the rest of the way down.

Of course, today is the day when Nathan is particularly fussy, the dog is chasing people down the street and the phone is ringing off the hook. 

Anyway, I just wanted to let you folks know that if you don't hear from me for a day or so, I'll be in bed healing and trying to get back to normal again.  Ack.

Back to bed.