I'm alive, thank dog!

It wasn't really the quantity of food I had last night, it was a really bad reaction that happened in my gut... Six hours of shakes, cramps, nausea and an elevated BP later I finally managed to get to bed, where I lay awake for another two hours before passing out.

So yep. Five hours of sleep later here I am, sipping a hot apple cimbun tea that Vegas made for me and spoiling you all with tales of grossdom.

He he.

I don't think we're doing much today on account of rubber legs and a bruised gut. Poor sweet Vegas... he stayed up with me until the wee hours, making sure I wasn't going through this alone. I never had anyone do that before. *blush*

Um, ok no mooshies this morning.

*sips tea*

We do need to drive up to the Mountain Equipment Coop (MEC) to look for hiking boots, yesterday's walk in the bumpy woods in old sneakers (trainers, sports shoes, whatever you calls 'em) just didn't cut it. Vegas almost twisted his ankle on a a leaf!

Apologies for the boring past couple of days, peeps... My heart's not been into making up funny stories when my head is a mess. Damn work stress. *breathes*

/end of Have A Great Sunday! post/