I don’t know what from or when, but I seem to have got food poisoning today. Possibly a stomach flu. In either event, I felt poorly all day, and sought my hotel room after the last session.
There, the feeling developed into nessy physical symptoms, which means I’ve missed out on the vendor events. A colleague kindly brought me some crackers, soda, and Pepto Bismol. I’m tired, but finding it difficult to drop off to sleep.
I hope this resolves before my flight tomorrow.
I wish I could be commiserating about this with Ambrose. Instead, I reached out via text to my dad for advice and to kvetch. Even though he can’t really do anything from so far away, it’s good to be heard and know I’m being thought of.
I would have been more graphic with Ambrose. Maybe done a video call.
I’m finally warming up, so maybe the worst of it has passed. Here’s hoping.
If I were out backpacking and this happened, then I’d either head back or plan to as soon as possible, depending on my location relative to the car and the time of day. It would be hard to handle this in the woods.
This morning, I dreamed of a high school friend. She and her mother, who passed last winter, were giving me and my dad a ride. And then, when I was waiting in line for coffee, I struck up a conversation with a woman who turned out to be a former employee of that friend’s alma mayer in Wisconsin. How strange is that?