I stopped at two supermarkets on my way home and picked up all sorts of stuff: apple juice, V-8 juice (I haven't discovered yet if I can actually drink the stuff rather than just cook with it, but life is full of learning experiences), and some nukeable stuff. Oh, and canned peaches.
I then stopped to pick up some take out "sushi" for some dinner. Yes, only I have sushi when I have stomach problems. Of course, the sushi was crab, egg, and a shrimp and cucumber roll (read: all cooked) and I figured the rice would be useful to my system, but still, only I would get sushi to deal with gastro-enteritis.
I hate being sick, but it could be worse. I don't have a fever, I don't ache, and I'm not itchy. Of course, if I was any more green I would be Kermit the Frog, but, ah well.
Anyone who has my phone number is more than welcome to use it. There is only so much daytime TV a person can watch before one's brains start to leak out one's ear and scurry away in fear.