In some ways, today was worse than yesterday, even though I felt a little better. For one thing, I could feel the hollowness in my stomach, and yet almost every kind of food I had in the house made me nauseous just to look at it. Hungry, but can’t stand the sight of food. That’s a dilemma.

Also, I got frustrated with just sitting around all day, but every time I got up I felt weak and light-headed. I just had to learn to endure the frustration, because that queasy feeling wasn’t worth it. There wasn’t much of anywhere to go anyway. I definitely wasn’t going to a kids’ birthday party feeling like this.

Mostly I know I can’t get away with doing nothing for one more day. Tomorrow is Monday, which is bad enough. But we also have a bid that has to go in tomorrow, and I’m in charge of the bid package. I have to take it somewhere and overnight it to Los Angeles, or the company will miss out on a very promising project. So I’ll do it. I won’t feel like it, but I’ll do it.

For tonight, I’ll try to do better than last night. I slept fitfully, mostly awake but immobile. Every so often I’d drift off, but it never lasted for more than an hour at a time. That isn’t a very restful way to spend the night, and I had to take more naps during the day today. I don’t know what tonight holds, but it has to be better. Tomorrow being Monday and all.