Holy crap. How did I get my work done today for the Russell County News? I have to admit I felt like death warmed over for a few hours today.

I actually came very close to falling off the toilet twice early this morning. I started to doze off as I was sitting there, and I caught myself before I took the tumble. That would have been ugly, and if it would have happened, I’m probably in the hospital right now.

I had the chills through the morning. I threw up in the morning, and then twice more in the afternoon. I kept falling asleep trying to get things done, but finally, I had enough energy to get most of it done between 1 and 3:15. I’m still in no condition to go out in public–I have 30 hours of stubble and I haven’t showered, either.

I can pretty much point the finger at myself for the way I feel. I got so down on myself yesterday that I gorged myself on comfort food–pretzels from Quik Trip, cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory, wings and flatbread from Buffalo Wild Wings, and then Taco Bell in the wee hours. I think I’m cured of Taco Bell for awhile, save for going there to get a Baja Blast to drink. I still have two slices of cheesecake in the fridge, and I’m sure both of them will be going back to Russell tomorrow. No way I’m going to be able to eat either one today.