WARNING: This post is a little gross.
Saturday I had a friend (Ian Ragusa) over for the afternoon and we did a few things around the house. Sandy made us dinner – beef stroganoff and pumpkin pie. After dinner, Sandy and I watched the football game and went to bed.
I woke up Sunday morning at 3:30 AM with terrible stomach pains and threw up several times. The same thing happened at 5:00 and 6:30 AM. It happened a couple more times after that.
I don’t mean to be gross, but it was the sickest I have been in probably 20 years. As the day went by, I spent most of it in bed. About noontime I drank a half glass of water. In the afternoon, I had a half piece of toast. In the early evening I had about 4 saltine crackers. At about 8 PM I had a half bowl of soup.
Here’s the crazy part. I wake up today and I’m fine. (My stomach muscles hurt for obvious reasons, but I ate a normal breakfast.) I ate breakfast and am at work now. Also, my wife never got sick at all.
I think I’ll call Ian to see if he got sick. Strange!