I am on the verge of barfing. I have been slightly nauseated for almost 26 hours now. Last night when I got home, I couldn't eat. I was born at 6:13 pm and I haven't missed dinner in over 40 years. Really, I'm the kind of girl that eats solid food through strep throat and after oral surgery. The nausea is my only symptom. (Although this morning the dude said I felt hot, which is about as accurate as our thermometer.) I finally ate at 2:00 but I just had some crackers. I think this is the longest I've gone without eating. Even when I fast for my colonoscopies, I still eat jello and popsicles constantly (jelly and ice lollies for my British friends). I don't feel good but I really don't feel bad enough to stay home; I'd just end up cleaning the kitchen and doing some laundry.
Here's something I finished yesterday: