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!