... to my stomach

For the first time in a long time, I have had to take a day off sick. And when I say sick, I mean sick.
I don’t know if it’s food poisoning or just a really bad bug, but I’ve spent more time in the toilet today than I normally spend at work. 
My head is pounding like the 1812 Overture and I’m so weak I can barely move a toenail. I can’t face food, I can’t keep down water, and I feel like I’ll be confined to this sofa for a fortnight; unable to move, breathe or think without vomiting.
Oh well. At least Springwatch is on.

RC 31-5-16