I feel like I swallowed a big ball of barbed wire. I spent most of the night trying to throw it up every 15 minutes like clockwork. I'm ok now - so long as i don't talk or move or mind having barbed wire all tangled up in my guts.
So here I lay, hungry but unable to eat. In pain, sipping on gatorade, gingerale, cammomile tea with b6, and sporting sea bands [all compliments of my wonderful, loving, and ultaconsiderate husband].
And did I mention I'm supposed to move to Rhode Island TOMORROW!?!?